chorus
Men be falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Oh, it's raining men, girl, what you worry 'bout?
verse
Who you think you getting with that "Hi, let me freak ya"
You got me mistaken thinking you gon' get it easy
First of all you need to know that I'm not the one
Think you getting something, baby, you ain't getting none
All you need to know that I'm a two times five
Load it, cock it, aim it baby, boom bye-bye
Set your standards lower, boy, you're aiming too high
Matter of fact, your friend looks better, so goodbye
chorus
Men be falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Oh, it's raining men, girl, what you worry 'bout?
chorus
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
verse
Excuse me but who are you fixing to be?
Let them motherfuckers know there's plenty of fish in the sea
And he sweatin' me just 'cause I got the tightest hole
Bet I couldn't find that thing with a microscope
Give me dome, dome, da-da-da-da-da-dome, dome, dome
I ain't trippin' on your money, money, long, long, long
Want my own TV production company
So tell Harpo to hit me Celie
verse
Anyway RiRi, what rhymes with your name freely?
Money got you vacationing in Chile
Do you want to sit on the back while I wheelie, really? really?
Laid down on the beach, they be feedin' me my catfishes
chorus
Men be falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Oh, it's raining men, girl, what you worry 'bout?
chorus
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
verse
I said ay, outta my way, where my ladies?
Riding big, living good, doing they things
Player keep the money I can buy my own ring
Up in the club, see me coming
Dime a dozen so it don't mean nothing to me
And I ain't even worried about you
Because there's plenty more fish in the sea, okay
chorus
Men be falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Falling like the rain, so we ain't running out
Oh, it's raining men, girl, what you worry 'bout?
chorus
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
chorus
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, oh, whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Writer(s): Timothy Jamahli Thomas, Theron Makiel Thomas, Onika Tanya Maraj, Melvin Hough Ii, Rivelino Raoul Wouter