Don?t you wanna rain dance with me? Don?t you wanna rain dance with me? Don?t you wanna rain dance with me? Don?t you wanna rain dance with me? Fifi
Prevod: Guess Who. Rain Dance.
in the morning and no sleep But I can't keep myself from wandering Next night down in Montreal And when it rains I guess it pours Oh I say, when it rains
to it Everybody can't do it the way I do it I make it rain, rain Till the sun come out A nigga playin', playin' We make the guns come out Now, my question is Who
my forty millionth encore Hip-hop's dead, yeah that's what Nas said to me I guess that's hip-hop heads on salary We've had the tables, on them record labels Who
'em, he's dancing with carcasses cheek to cheek Like a Thanksgiving turkey, a holiday ham Cinnamon sprinkled on toast, strawberry marmalade jam Flavor my favorite graham crackers with JonBenet Ramsey I guess
is what I pretended to be I guess I just wine her and dine her And by the end of the night I'll be behind her Waxing that ass like Rain Dance On the
, I just wanna be with you Who's that girl? She's so fine Who's that girl? I don't recognize Who's that girl? She looks so good, yeah Guess we've never
born strange fruit, hail, salute a troop well hung So come along, everyone's invited Heroes of distinguished paths, victims and conquered Those who stand alone and those who
change the world at all I listen to some rap I give myself a slap Come on use the pain Drink up from the rain Just arise unsupervised Healthy wealthy you know wise Dance
day I give the game back (Uh!) You know the next question, "Dog 'yo, where Dame at?' (Uh!) This track the Indian dance to bring our rain back (Whoo!) '
a girl whos a doctor looking for her father sits around the diamond store acting like she knows more one who is sick and a girl who is thick, got a friend who
for anybody but me angels come from kentucky i guess sweet sweet girl you made my head a mess you got me locked out here, dancing in the rain drunk
here And I won't be running from the rain when I'm gone And I can't even suffer from the pain when I'm gone Can't say who's to praise and who's to blame
more hats. new is my beginning and used is my life, few are my winnings, abused is my wife. I chained chances together while hippies do acid rain dances
in arm with Jean genie Walkin' down the aisle Oh yeah, all right But I got no Mary Jane There's no Sloopy or Dancin' Queen I'm just a fool in the rain
way Let 'em look for tomorrow in yesterday And let me strain my lungs for the love of popping amps Let me spike the ball because I don't like to dance
