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The-Dream( Terius Youngdell Nash )
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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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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