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Nathan Ryan - Текст песни Transformed
Oh el la oh el la you know i rain on them (x2)
Imma make it rain you can call me the weatherman
Imma make it rain you can call me the oh el la oh el
la you know i rain them oh el la oh el la you know i rain on them (x2)
Oh my god he's back again and these haters can't stand it
Just got back from my country-wide tour
Now ninjas about to take over this planet
Some hate it, Fuck off, Most love it, less than 3
Showin off to the world was the best desicion I put nothin above it
I started out with a dream and a sony camcorder
Now i need a passport to meet my fans across the border
I met a few this summer shoutout to all those canadians
In montreal, girls screamin loud as fuck i dont know what they sayin
And if your heart hasnt skipped a beat once or twice you liein
My story's inspirational, got a few people cryin
These haters used to hate now they to busy tryin
To be like me, oh it seems, even copy the way i breathe
H A T E turned to the O M G can i be just like you please?
My last album was about girls who left my heart torn
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But that shit was self centered this is motherfuckin transformed
Imma make it rain you can call me the weatherman
Imma make it rain you can call me the oh el la oh el
la you know i rain them oh el la oh el la you know i rain on them (x2)
New style, new smile, new chick that drives me wild
New plans, new fans, some that been around awhile
Competition where's it at, i've been tryna find ya
Oh yeah i murdered them so look out right behind ya
Come on try and test me, your girlfriend likes to text me
I'm hot as hell now all these priests tryna bless me
And i tell them get the hell away there's no angel in naughty nate
Fire burnin in my soul, i'll save it for a rainy day
And i'm layin down the timeline the moral you just might find
And maybe the point will hit you in the face in your spare time
And it seems like they never got me and they will never stop me
They stare so much, it's like my own fuckin paparazzi
Imma make it rain you can call me the weatherman
Imma make it rain you can call me the oh el la oh el
la you know i rain them oh el la oh el la you know i rain on them (x3)