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• Artiste: Waka Flocka Flame
• Titre: That Make Me
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Featuring Chaz Gotti (Hook) I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Hold up, hold up, hold up, yeah I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Squad, hold up, yeah, yeah (Verse) I ain't gotta talk about money, bitch I look like a check Bossed up, I got my own shit, put them big diamonds on my neck Put 2 bands on my feet, turn up, foreign cars when I drive 5 stars when I eat, and I never tell like I'm meech Street nigga like Poots I'm a real nigga with a diamond chain You a walking rig with a diamond chain Shoot more bullets than a gun range Bfm the new wu tang, kicking game like liu kang You saving hoes like bruce wayne I'm a rockstar like sugar cane You run the streets like you propane I can help the future like propane Money insane, the membrane, throwing mary jane Bitch with me is her chain Nothing to me, too much jewelry No worries, I shoot good I keep racks And I'm fought for scary, waka flame! (Hook) I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Hold up, hold up, hold up, yeah I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Squad, hold up, yeah, yeah (Verse) I'm still the man in my city, diamonds dancing like diddy My bitch nasty like kimmy, pockets big like biggy Should never fuck with molly, that bitch ain't shit Got me in the club, trippin like a bitch Like sloppy john but I'm neat, like classy bitches that freak, I love Cars I ride be tinted, swear I'm so authentic Take a piss it's a gold mine, my shit 24 karats Ain't no wings in my jet hoe, I can't wear it, no I can't wear it no, I can't wear it no Hunned thousand dollar car, I can't stare it Love flexin in the club, why they starin? Young nigga taking over, and we ain't sharing (Hook) I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Hold up, hold up, hold up, yeah I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit I got money off that, that make me the shit Squad, hold up, yeah, yeah.