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DJ Khaled!

Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to though
I bless you, but you know 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 pray to for
You make me give up everything I worked for

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

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

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

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

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

I'm risks, she takin' pills, takin' pics
Day job job, Jamaican shit
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young legendary
speeding up your respiratory
Treat these others hoes
I even cheat with my secretary
to you even when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a different
I'mma still make you close, mama
I'm to your ass and titties
When you dance the bedroom turn to Magic
Got my ass throwing hundreds,
Outta thin air, yeah magic tricking
I take you to the
Make your mind as as the water you swimming in
In and out bitch like we amphibians
I won't change you up next for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
put you on the businesses, I'mma divy up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me
Girl you make me leave the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, this feel like vu

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