Lil Wayne ☆ D.O.A.

Weatherman Feat. Lil’ Wayne & Stack Bundles
by Jim Jones
album: Hustler’s P.O.M.E. (Product Of My Environment) (2006)
Jim Jones:
This is 9 Trey News
I’m Jimmy Jones here wit’ your weather
We apologize for the drought all week
But it looks like thunderstorms all weekend
We finna make it rain on you muthafuckas
Ya heard me

Hook
Stack Bundles:
Weatherman with that money
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)
Weatherman with that paper
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)
Weatherman with that Kenny
I make it rain on ’em (Yeah)
I make it rain on ’em (Yeah)
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)
(Repeat)

Verse 1
Jim Jones:
I’m Rick James
“I’m rich bitch” is what I tell her
Just left the bank, I took 50 from the teller
I finna make it rain, so get you an umbrella
We also make it snow, we cocaine gram sellers
Ballin’, gettin’ high, dollars fallin’ from the sky
Big reefer cloud, got a stormin’ inside
Pourin’ outside, I’m usually flooring when I drive
That a buck 60 feels like you soaring in the sky
Blowing money on the liquor (twisted)
We at the strip joint blowing money on the bitches
We standing on the bar throwing money like a pitcher
But nigga, I ain’t slippin’, got a fully-loaded trigger
And that can cause a heatwave
I mean, you diggin’ you a deep grave
Niggaz Trump yo’ ass, have you missin’ you for three days
Cam said that this nigga’s a sucka
And that means that this nigga’s a sucka
You heard that, I’m the

Hook
Jim Jones:
Weatherman with that money
I make it rain on ’em (Ballin’)
Weatherman with that paper
I bought a Range on ’em (Capo)
20 grand off of money
I brushing ‘caine on ’em
I make it rain on ’em
Just let it rain on ’em
(Repeat)

Verse 2
Lil’ Wayne:
Weezy-Fuckin’-Baby
Got ’em unleashed
Young Money, Dipset, you better believe
That gun got me walkin’ like I got irregular knees
I be all over the bread like sesame seeds
Automatic with the money like Reggie for 3
Haha, big birds, no Sesame Street
Bitch, I’m too clean, they ain’t messing with me
I’m just tryna see me decimals peak
These niggaz just lighter than some vegetable meat
These niggaz just sweet like a ta-he-she treat
Okay, they say I’m fulla hot air, then I release the heat
Split a nigga from his teeth to feet
Know what I’m talkin’ ’bout (yeah)
Yadadamean like Keak Da Sneak
I go dollar for dollar, week for week
Yeah, and Birdman said you niggaz is bitches (yeah)
So that mean you niggaz is bitches
And me, I’m the

Hook
Lil’ Wayne:
Weatherman with that money
I make it rain on ’em
Weatherman with that paper
I make it rain on ’em
Still ballin’ after the hurricane
I’m the weatherman with that money
I make it rain on ’em

Hook:
Stack Bundles:
Weatherman with that money
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)
Weatherman with that paper
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)
Weatherman with that Kenny
I make it rain on ’em (Yeah)
I make it rain on ’em (Yeah)
I make it rain on ’em (Yessir)

Verse 3
Stack Bundles:
Look, nothin’ changed
I’m shot-callin’ like I’m supposed to be
Ballin’ like a poster B
I spoil her like she supposed to be
Find something bad, bag her like groceries
Lifestyle like Six Flags, I’m rollercoasterly
Pockets fulla Kenny’s, these niggaz ain’t gettin’ money like I was
I make it rain on ’em
They throwing scattered showers
Wet, I’m the muthafuckin’ weatherman
Tornado money, can’t fit it in the rubberband
Check the news, it’s gon’ be a cloudy forecast
And when I move, a couple goons in that R-Class
She want a dopeboy nigga that do numbers
Smile like lightning and a ass like thunder (Yeah)
I shows out and the hoes all love it
And when it stops drizzling the floor’s all flooded (Yessir)
And one night, blue bezel and charm money
Fuck it, it’s nothin’, I’m still spending Desert Storm money
Yeah