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24hrs

Make Up

 

Make Up

(álbum: 12AM In Atlanta: Gangsta Grillz - 2017)


Nard & B
In 24hrs
Trenchwork

Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Too many nights, too many fights, too many flights
For me and you to see eye to eye

Two flights out to Africa
Always gonna run after ya
Disposable to capture ya
I think you spectular
Chelsea boots in France
Me and you gonna dance
We should dance the night away
I don't wanna fight today
I don't wanna rock away
Just talked to your pops today
He sound like he happy for you
I moved you to a different place
Just to get a different space
Look what we just did today
We just bought a house together
It got hardwood floors
Everything you want
I won't ever lie to you
Promise that I won't
I won't be controlling
You my lil barbie
Got you that new Rollie
Just to say I'm sorry

Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Too many nights, too many fights, too many flights
For me and you to see eye to eye

Met you in Atlanta, girl, I want a Atlanta girl
Didn't fuck with them other girls
They was like the other girls
Remember that night in the park
We talked 'till it wasn't dark
You just like to stare me
There was no comparing me
You left that promoter nigga
You said you weren't fucking with him
That nigga wasn't organised
I'm so glad you recognized
He probably won't book me
His boss gonna say book me
Your ma so in love with me
She tell the whole family
Red carpet for me and you
Flexing at the Grammys
Nef told me he fuck with you
We was in Miami
If I ever let you down
Let me make it up
Now we living, better weather
40 years, we stay together

Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Make up, make up, make up, I'll make it up to you
Too many nights, too many fights, too many flights
For me and you to see eye to eye

feito

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