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DJ Khaled!

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you what come first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

You get this Rollie off the wrist, yeah
You have my phone full of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me in and out of town
You said you've been losing weight and pounds
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to leave the one I'm
Start a new relationship you, this is what you do
I had you twelve but you came right after at two
I have anything I'd want but I still want you
That's the
I'm not really the sentimentals
Just me and you the tinted windows
While you throwing all innuendos
We just finna fuck up all the at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything you've been through
We do what we meant to like, woah
This that titties on the glass, pull the curtains
This fuck you in the air, no service dick
This that call his ass right now, say deserting him
This that call him while we fucking so he heard the

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you go to church though
I still bless you, but you know what first though
Make me up everything I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they pray to for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for

Money stalking me, its like the money to me
So if you ain't talking money then don't talk to me (shh)
I work dope boys, I keep a fork on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but won't let you get the on me (catch up)
I the yop on me and trouble seems to follow me
I take my to the mall, my pistol shop with me
That bitch is me, and young niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a of the streets so they won't hire me

Can't let you me off the streets you know I got kids
And more keys than a locksmith
I teach you niggas how to rock this
My bed was a pallet on the
My was a bus named MARTA
full of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but cars in my garage, ah

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know come first though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, that's what they pray to for
You gon' make me up everything I worked for

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, takin'
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a bitch
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob speeding up respiratory
Treat these hoes secondary
I even cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a coast
still make you feel close, mama
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you dance the bedroom turn to Magic
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
thin air, yeah thats magic tricking
I you to the Caribbean
Make your as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out that bitch we amphibians
I won't change you up next season for another chick like they did Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck commitment is,
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give
Girl you me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this like déjà vu

Make me up everything I worked for
You make me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to though
I still bless you but you what come first
Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You gon' make me give up I worked for