Make Em Say Lyrics

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If you sippin on sumthin put it down right now, Get Money
We bouta get it poppin Diss Song
I like my rosay red and my diamonds blue
Keep a dime chick like 5 times 2
I b killin these haters when I slide by through
Like a drive by do in a sky dive coop
Flyin the whip sound like a lion
Keep a white girl with white girl like ryan
Shit I ain't bagin I'm buyin
Alot of these suckas be frauds lyin
Really though they fishin for a robbery
I got them bitties tryna hit me like a lottery
Haters wanna body me cause I'm a hot comadity
Puffin on dat haze eaze da pain like a apology
Niggas they can spit but they will never b as fly as me wrist lookin like the same arena were da flyers be ICEY I know I dnt think they like me maybe I cause I might b dickin down they wifey
It's easy to hate me it's harder to love me
You a hater ask ya bitches bet ya all of them f*cked me
And they callin me hubby & they b callin for nuffin cause when I tell them hoes I like em I b kiddin like kudi they b like...
Yup yup we make em say... yup yup we make em say... yup yup we got em like... let's get it, you got a boyfriend no we don't care now were da money at it's over here we ball hard bottles in dhee air chillin in da whip make them bitties stop and stare

B4 I met tip I was da king martin luther diamonds in the bezzle lookin husky resputia dnt get it twisted I spit but I'm a shooter glock 17 clip hangin longer then a ruler every time I see dem hoes they b like you da best like drizzy but I tell them I'm cooler I ain't even hit she gave me brain like a tutor then I kick dat chick out early in the morning like a rooster I'm a D.O.P.E.B.O.Y lookin like money everytime I flow by haters hatein on me I dnt know why cause I'm cum from da bottom were da sun don't shine pops died young so I had to man up cases got caught so I had to stand up I'm the best around hands down hands up smack a sucka right in front of his squad and what like... Yup yup we make em say... yup yup we make em say... yup yup we got em like... let's get it you got a boyfriend no we don't care dat were da money at it's over here we ball hard bottles in da air chillin in da whip make dem bitties stop and stare

Them boys damn near forty they ain't f*ckin with shorty I shine like a buck worth of jewlry for sure he da hottest in america all guts glory benzo 6 all on dat back rob horry limbo brake da corner all eyes on me like I'm tupac niggas envy wanna shakur me haters why get mad I get paper all black camaro lookin like dark vader diamonds in ma chain like da water in jamaica all blue dem bitties like who da f r u my nigghas we ball through sumthin we all do on dat if she pop me she proly will call u my nigghas tryna turn a pound of raw to a mally in da kitchen million dollar whipin like borgotti me ma nigghas got these hatas like how he do that who dat we dat prolly

Yup yup we make em say... yup yup we make em say... yup yup we got em like let's get it
You got a boyfriend no we don't care dat, now were da money at it's over here we ball hard bottles in da air chillin in da whip make them bitties stop and stareeeeeee!

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