Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rain Come Down, artist - Vince Staples.
Date of issue: 22.06.2017
Song language: English
Rain Come Down |
When the sun go down |
When the jay go 'round |
In the middle of the night |
Bet your girl goes down |
Rain come down, Rain come down |
Rain come down, Rain come down |
Rain come down, Rain come down |
Rain come down (and the rain) |
Rain come down, Get your man laid down |
You don’t know, know, know, know, know, know |
Know, know, know, know, know, know |
(Rain come down) |
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know |
(Rain, rain, rain) |
Know, know, know, know, know, know, know |
Rain come down |
I’m the man, ten toes in the street |
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx |
Where I’m from we don’t go to police |
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat |
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat |
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street |
And the cops don’t come for some weeks |
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks |
Ride in the drop top, so I think |
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth |
I\\\\\\\\If so, no thang to a G |
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off |
I run North Side of the beach |
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye |
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat |
Best bet, try not to compete |
When the sun go down |
When the jay go 'round |
In the middle of the night |
Bet your girl goes down |
Rain come down |
I’m the man, ten toes in the street |
I’m the blood on the leaves, I’m the nose in the Sphinx |
Where I’m from we don’t go to police |
Where I’m from we don’t run, we just roll with the heat |
I’m the back of the bus, take a seat |
Take a ride on the side where we die in the street |
And the cops don’t come for some weeks |
No, the cops don’t come for some weeks |
Ride in the drop top, so I think |
Might get JFK’d up, if not I prayeth |
I\\\\\\\\If so, no thang to a G |
I feel just like Snoop on Andre day off |
I run North Side of the beach |
Run these streets like Ali Bomaye |
I’m Louisville Brown on the beat |
Best bet, try not to compete |
When the sun go down |
When the jay go 'round |
In the middle of the night |
Bet your girl goes down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
(And the rain) |
Rain come down |
Get your main laid down |
Paid a pretty penny for my peace of mind |
Never need a girl to love me, I just need the fire |
On prison time, don’t be trippin' on a text back |
In another world, Cover Girl, but her chest flat |
Toothpaste spread in the CLR |
Or, I think it was for Wayne |
Can’t remember springing for it, bring it on the plane |
Long flights playin' with my brain |
Long nights, long summers we in Spain |
Call Ca-lal-lane |
She getting naked undercover’s for the fame |
She don’t wanna be another what’s-her-name |
Brown skin, blonde brain, Etta James |
Make it rain, in the club |
Don’t you dream on how it feel to be in love? |
What you drunk? |
You need a bus? |
Don’t drown in the brown, just drown in the sound |
When the sun go down |
When the jay go 'round |
In the middle of the night |
Bet your girl goes down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
Rain come down |
(And the rain) |
Rain come down |
Get your main laid down |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no |
(Rain come down) |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no |
(Rain come down) |