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DJ Khaled!

Make me up everything 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 know what come though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, that's what they to church for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for

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

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

Money stalking me, its like the talk to me
So if you ain't talking money then don't talk to me (shh)
I with 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 keep the yop on me and trouble seems to me
I take my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop me
That bitch is jockin' me, and young admire me
Yeah, but I'm a product of the streets so won't hire me

Can't let you play me off the you know I got kids
And more major than a locksmith
I could teach you niggas how to this
My bed was a on the carpet
My ride was a bus MARTA
Pillow full of Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but cars in my garage, ah

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

I'm takin' risks, she pills, takin' pics
Day job night job, shit
I stick to the basics, not a basic
You deserve a young legendary
Heartthrob up your respiratory
Treat these others hoes
I couldn't cheat with my secretary
Faithful to you even when I'm on
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma make you feel close, mama
I'm to your ass and titties
When you the bedroom turn to Magic City
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
Outta thin air, yeah thats tricking
I take you to the
Make mind 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 Aunt
put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck is, baby
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' me give
you make me wanna leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this like déjà vu

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