Luyện nghe bài hát Make Love

[Intro: Minaj & Gucci Mane]
Uh,
Wanna love, love, love

[Verse 1: Gucci
of the skreets
And these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet
And the ground underneath
I look at the beef
shit childish to me
Two hundred to see me
And it's sold out for weeks
Can't shoulders with me
These stones in my choker are 2 karats
Look boulders to me
Damn, who colder me?
You think he colder me?
You more than me
You talkin'
I'm tryna Beyoncé for my wedding day
I'm the type of nigga, spend a million on a wedding
Niggas hate, but
They hate to see ya
I just out the gym
I'm to take a swim and meditate
Woo!
Now it's time to
Ask me why I'm
I say, "'Cause I two mil' a day"
And I might your bitch and pay her bills
That's how I today
And I just fuck
Don't wanna chill, that's how I today

[Chorus: Gucci
I'm makin' money like I'm makin' sweet
I wanna love, love, love
She say the make her wanna make love
make love, love, love, huh

[Verse 2: Nicki
Ay yo, ain't talkin' housewives, but I'm in the
First I'ma scorch her, then torch her
I'ma torture her, then I'ma off her
A million for a show, they made their off-er
Go against Nicki, gon' cost ya
'Cause now fuck ya, intercourse ya
I rep Queens where they to a bunch of Nas
I'm a yes and these is a bunch of nahs
Tryin' to win a gunfight with a bunch of
I win, get off the and give a bunch of fives
I see her
I'm the greatest, no Kendrick and no Sia
I'm the iPhone, you the
Everybody know you jealous, bitch so clear
Tell them bum ass bitches to their role
She see my ass every time she scroll
I got it in the can,
Your career be with Anna Nicole
Witcha face
She ain't eatin' but I swear she got bum ass taste
Text her man like, "Dawg, how bum ass taste?"
Pay your rent! And stay in your bum ass
Oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of here?
One platinum plaque, flopped, bitch, where? (bitch, where?)
Hahaha,
I took two bars off just to
You see, rabbit, to be the queen of rap
You gotta sell records, you gotta get
S, plural like the S on my
Now sit your dumbass
You got an F on test

[Chorus: Gucci
I'm makin' money I'm makin' sweet love
I wanna make love, love,
She say the money make her wanna make
make love, love, love, huh

[Outro: Gucci
I love to see the stack up
Hope that we don't ever, ever up (up)
Wanna love, love, love