2.Make Up Bag (Feat. T.I.)
The king
Radio killa
Ain't nothin' illa
She madder than a muhfuck
'Cause shawty badder than a muhfuck
It's two in the morning
I been out all night Patroning
She saying sorry won't get it
So sorry, can't hit it
'Cause she don't wanna hear me--h-hear me
Don't wanna be near me--n-near me
And she's in the right
'Cause I got makeup all on my collar
Chanel No. 5 is all on my shirt but I ain't even holler
She pressing me out with nothin' but her panties on
And I'm gon' spend all night alone
But it's gon' be fine
'Cause this works everytime
If you ever make your girlfriend mad
Don't let your good girl go bad
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag
Yup
Louie, Prada, Hermes, Fendi, Valentino
Yeah, they all make money
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag girl
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag, oh yeah
She packing all of my shit, puttin' it all on her left
Shawty screaming on me, I think a nigga going deaf
If you could see how she looking, she can't stand the sight of
me
I wanna be on her, but she don't wanna be on me
And she's on the right, 'cause I got make up all on my collar
Chanel No. 5 is all on my shirt but I ain't even holler
I'm up on all night, she got me sleepin' on the sofa
Just when I think that it's over, she said, 'You don't wanna
break up
'Then you know what to do to make up'
If you ever make your girlfriend mad
Don't let your good girl go bad
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag
Yup
Louie, Prada, Hermes, Fendi, Valentino
Yeah, they all make money
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag, oh yeah
Ain't waitin' on Cupid, Cupid
Nigga I do this, do this
Money 'prolly change your mind
Up in twenty-four hours, I do this, do this
Do this, do this
Do this, do this
Do this, do this
Do this
I get home late, shawty mad, I ain't did shit
I'm in the club wasted, minding my own business
And they was on me, I can't help that broads want me
Let's make up before we go to sleep, what it's gon' be？
Chanel, YSL, Mark Jacobs, Gucci, Louie V
Pick ya two or three and some Harry Winston jewelry
Maybe you will see one day that this ain't nothin' to a G
All I do for you just a part of me doin' me
See-- I don't buy 'em 'cause you mad at me
Swear to God I just wanna see your sexy ass happy
So if it put a smile on your face
Hit the mall, pick a bag, black card on the wait, go
If you ever make your girlfriend mad
Don't let your good girl go bad
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag
Yup
Louie, Prada, Hermes, Fendi, Valentino
Yeah, they all make money
Drop five stacks on the make up bag
Drop-drop five stacks on the make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag
The make up bag, oh yeah
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