Makin' Love
Kevin Gates
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Exit off Highland, headed to the bottom There go them dicks, (I see em') just watch em' Make a left on East Buchanan, pull up in a backyard on Carolina Me and Lil Ra-Ra, we juug in the city, at night I lick on her vagina Shakira ain't want me to f*ck with Sharita, backdoor Vicky with Dewana Trappin' a package, I wrap it, get at me When Dominique pull up, I serve, he leave happy Shout out to Spanky, we floodin' the drought We on College at IHoP and Cherish can't stand me My pants is saggin' with 'bout 30 bands Masquerade in New Orleans when I spotted Jasmine Cedar pull up in Atlanta with Bizzy That's Bread Winner business, that's Boobie and Menace They land and say "Stand up" and eat niggas' chests RIP Reezy, uptown in my section Fear of Allah and all praise be to God Be my only protection whenever I'm steppin' Callin' out to the Creator That Aramis will come up from under whatever In the cell I can see all the pain in his eyes And I wish I had somethin' to tell him And I'm married to my hustle, makin' love And ain't nothin' in this world could break us up And I'm married to my hustle, makin' love And ain't nothin' in this world could break us up Think about respectin', everything I said, I meant it Racin' modification on the Maserati engine Pull up on the block, my bad, I'm sorry y'all hatin' Shittin' ordinary life, f*ck all of y'all lately Gazin' out the sunroof, wonder why she not performin' This bitch don't wanna eat my dick, I told his ho don't bother Pull over, kick her out the car, won't even tell her sorry It's a long walk back to B.R. while in Georgia Awesome, we almost home And them niggas you fuckin' with don't do no sparkin' Don't do no talkin', I will not ever see death Listen carefully, nigga, I'm flawless Illuminated by the high-power Enlightened but walk in the darkness Cast not your pearls to the swine, young nigga Remembering what I had taught you I am the way and the truth and a lie And I've been up 40 days on a flight Overcooked dope with a grayish complexion When it first hit the pot it was white My oldest son lil' Tyler Every time he 'round me he smilin' And he know his daddy would turn this bitch to Afghanistan No problem And I'm married to my hustle, makin' love And ain't nothin' in this world could break us up And I'm married to my hustle, makin' love And ain't nothin' in this world could break us up Think about respectin', everything I said, I meant it Racin' modification on the Maserati engine Pull up on the block, my bad, I'm sorry y'all hatin' Shittin' ordinary life, f*ck all of y'all lately Gazin' out the sunroof, wonder why she not performin' This bitch don't wanna eat my dick, I told his ho don't bother Pull over, kick her out the car, won't even tell her sorry It's a long walk back to B.R.O. while in Georgia
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Written by: ROBIN LEWIS, KEVIN GILYARD
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