Versuri Gucci Mane & Nicki Minaj – Make Love lyrics
Uh Gucci
Wanna make love love love
King of the skreets
And when these s*ckas see me they should bow to my feet
And kiss the ground underneath
I look down at the beef
That shit childish to me
Two hundred thousand to see me
And it’s been sold out for weeks
Can’t brush shoulders with me
These stones in my choker are two karats apiece
Look like boulders to me
Damn who colder than me?
You think he colder than me?
You more bipolar than me
You talkin’ crazy
I’m tryna book Beyoncé for my wedding day
I’m the type of n*gga spend a million on a wedding cake
N*ggas hate but hesitate
They hate to see ya elevate
I just left out the gym
I’m ’bout to take a swim and meditate
Woo!
Now it’s time to celebrate
Ask me why I’m smiling
I say “‘Cause I make two mil’ a day”
And I might take your b*tch and pay her bills
That’s how I feel today
And I just wanna f*ck
Don’t wanna chill that’s how I feel today
I’m making money like I’m making sweet love
I wanna make love love love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love love love huh
Ay yo ain’t talking housewives but I’m in the Porsche
First I’ma scorch her then I’ma torch her
Then I’ma torture her then I’ma off her
A million dollars for a show they made their off-er
Go against Nicki it’s gon’ cost ya
‘Cause now it’s f*ck ya intercourse ya
I rep Queens where they listen to a bunch of Nas
I’m a yes and these b*tches is a bunch of nahs
Trying to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
I win get off the bench and give a bunch of fives
I don’t see her
B*tch I’m the greatest no Kendrick and no Sia
I’m the iPhone you the Nokia
Everybody know you jealous b*tch it’s so clear
Tell them bum a*s b*tches to play their role
She see my sexy a*s every time she scroll
I got it in the can Dole
Your career gon’ be with Anna Nicole
Witcha dumba*s face
She ain’t eatin’ but I swear she got some bum a*s taste
Text her man like “Dawg how that bum a*s taste?”
Pay your rent! And stay in your bum a*s place
Ooh oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here?
One platinum plaque album flopped b*tch where? (b*tch where?)
Ha ha ha ah
I took two bars off just to laugh
You see silly rabbit to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records you gotta get plaques
S plural like the S on my chest
Now sit your dumba*s down
You got an F on your test
I’m makin’ money like I’m makin’ sweet love
I wanna make love love love
She say the money make her wanna make love
Wanna make love love love huh
I love to see the money stack up
Hope that we don’t ever ever break up (up)
Wanna make love love love
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