You know what I'm saying?
Like a new car, new house,
maybe the kids get to go to school,
private school, pay folks,
You know what I'm saying?
A lot of niggas don't like
We can't take none of this shit with us.
Ain't no armored trucks pulling
So you better enjoy this shit.
Just a fool with his money with
So we ain't worried about it.
We can afford to do it, we
ain't bring it on with us
Shit, who at the club and pop
The only street nigga out doin' puffy
Makin' it rain, didn't come from
Atlanta, they'll all say one name
Meech, all the more on the wrist,
make it rain for six weeks
Phantoms all through the streets
But he paid up the ass so that
G's in a duffel bag call it
Other niggas make it rain
but they spending they rent money
Niggas step your chain up
Lifestyles of the rich and fam ous
When I do it I do it like
I'ma make sure everybody eat
Phantom through the streets
Hit the club and make it rain for a week
make it rain for six weeks
Phantoms all through the streets
Jadakiss, nigga, they all love
Trina, who bought a harness out in
Bull, the rest in peace of my nigga
D, my nigga, keep your head up
Roscoe, get your bread up I'm only
writing this song because I'm fed up
Had all the niggas that snitched
Shut the fuck up and do your time right,
Y 'all snitched niggas as
bitches without the makeup
When I do it, I do it like
I'ma make sure everybody eat
Phantom through the streets
Hit the club and make it rain for a week
All the motorists rockin' a sick piece
make it rain for six weeks
Phantoms all through the streets,
Hit the club in 20 beamers,
Then the fans come and give my
Damn, now niggas copying the family
Tryna make it rain like they
didn't get it from the family
Miami with the shooting range in it
A, cause when we die we can't take
this money with it to the grave
Ball all night and hustle all day,
fuck models all night, pop bottles all day
make it rain for six weeks
Phantoms all through the streets,