I can't stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories I can't stand the rain Against my window Bringing back sweet memories When we are
Traduzione: Texas. I Cant Stand The Rain.
me if you can, now that I'm a grown man The mail I got stashed away, people will never know Mr. Flamboyant [Gangster voive] I came in here on business I-I-I
I'm 'bout to mix it up Drinkin that expensive taste with Skinhead Rob I'm leanin tough I'm talkin 'bout the ocean potion call it Texas tea Leanin like
I start, huh Maneuver well, I tell girls that can't tell That say since I don't look like Maxwell They think I can't mack well [Chali 2na:] We them backpack
But with you I found peace In you I know what a best friend is I know what a soul mate is And you I found peace You have abundants of knowledge with
buck fifty, y'all niggaz can't buck with me Plus I keep the baddest hoes, in the truck with me I'm repping Texas, every stage I stand on These other rappers
exit Rain down on plexers, I can't stand you hoes When a nigga be tongue flipping, they say we can't understand you Ro You niggas listening too slow, cause I ain't
cha Ya like finer thangs ya like buying thangs Call me arizona I don't make it rain But I make change ya got a attiude Well I do to so I can't be mad
bitch up my sleeve Told the teacher "Bitch, fuck you, I'll listen when I please!" A nigga can't bother flexin', ain't nothin' but shit in my hood I push
run aground I think I might stick around EARTHBOUND With each new day that passes I'm in need of thicker glasses but it's all O K Someday I'll be leaving but I just can't
s fucked up, so I can't put nothing in my name Let alone I'm having hard times, maintaining some change I'm so familiar with anger, smoking B can't even
Please don't blow my high Don't blow my high When I'm sippin' that purple rain Don't blow my high [Incomprehensible] me, you don't know my life Nigga
, doesn't it look easy rider now? Take it easy rider you can make it easy rider There's no one to stop you, doesn't it look easy rider now? Well, I saw
me if you can, now that I'm a grown man The mail I got stashed away, people will never know Mr. Flamboyant I came in here on business I, I, I came in
my sleeve Told the teacher, bitch, fuck you, I'll listen when I please A nigga can't bother flexin', ain't nothin' but shit in my hood I push a motherfucking
they can't complain 'Cause the bluebonnets are about to bloom again, And Ginger finally had her colt In Texas they don't worry much, about things they can't
I start, huh Maneuver well, I tell girls that can't tell That say since I don't look like Maxwell They think I can't mack well [Chali 2na] We them backpack
