Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jimmy Of The Saints
Rap
Ja'Cory Lavine
Keyboards
Kazaree Barnett
Rap
Manso
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ja'Cory Lavine
Songwriter
Kazaree Barnett
Songwriter
Jimmy De Los Santos
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ja'Cory Lavine
Mixing Engineer
Noel Ruiz Jr.
Producer
Simon Gomez
Producer
Alex Sanguigni
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Hurricane in Houston on New Year's Eve
I ain't seen you in weeks, baby
Come to me
That text message was a prelude
To the main course
Come around, I'll sneak you in
Through the back door, I
Feel like you wanna say something to me, I
Just wanna fulfill your fantasy, just
Don't take too long to give what I need, yuh
I'm needing
I'ma make it rain like
Bad weather
Bad weather
Catch you in a storm like
Bad weather (yuh)
Bad weather
In this hurricane like
Bad weather
Bad weather
Make it, make it rain like
Bad weather
Bad weather
Wash it all away like (weather)
Aye
These clouds are grey, yuh
Know I fucking hate it when they stay, yuh
Light is beaming through it on my way, yuh
Never know, it be too soon to say
That's why I be careful on parlays, yuh
I took my earnings and drank it up in Kemah
Shot for shot for Rxbyn
Said he got me on the re-up
Then I met this old girl
Who loved me back in high school
Said that she in nursing
And she love to go to Nobu
I said that's cool, baby
Hit it off then talk it real smooth, Jay-Z
Walk her back, she whippin' in the white Mercedes
Call me weatherman 'cause I be on the move daily
Feel like you wanna say something to me, I
Just wanna fulfill your fantasy, just
Don't take too long to give what I need, yuh
I'm needing
I'ma make it rain like (Oh)
Mm
Yeah, baby, I want all of that
I know I'm busy, you been patient
Had you falling back
Said you was done 'cause I was toxic
Now you calling back
You can't resist it, I'm the realest
All them bitches wack
Let's have a toast to that
I'ma make you wait on it
Show me it's real
Let me see you tat my name on it
Cause baby, if I throw this weight on it
You mine and nobody gone play on it
Tell me when you want it
Yeah, nigga, put a date on it
Feel like you wanna say something to me, I
Just wanna fulfill your fantasy, just
Don't take too long to give what I need, yuh
I'm needing
I'ma make it rain like
Bad weather (Yeah)
Bad weather
Catch you in a storm like
Bad weather (weather)
Bad weather (yuh, yuh)
In this hurricane like
Bad weather (weather)
Bad weather (weather)
Make it, make it rain like
Bad weather (Mm)
Bad weather
Wash it all away like (I'm in the mood)
To pull up on you
Show you what it do, show you what it's like
Come and take a bite, but it ain't no fight
Got to use your hands
Like it's delicate, like it's evident
I could use a friend
Can I fill that in with you?
Writer(s): Jacory Cortillian Lavine, Kazaree Korina Barnett, Jimmy De Los Santos Jr
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