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fattmack, big yavo & mgm lett - make me sick lyrics

[intro: big yavo]
yeah (ayy, say, wicked, what up, man?)

[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, look, sometimes i forget how much this lil’ b+tch make me sick (what? she make me sick)
every time she walk away, uh, she look so d+mn thick (she look like some d+mn grits)
i might f+ck around and tell her, “turn around, give me a kiss” (come here)
on the day i catch my opp, i pray that god don’t let me miss (for real)
i was so d+mn broke, i knew one day god would make me rich (i knew it)
instead of cheatin’ on you, i bring all the girls and let you pick
this money stacked on top of my thigh for times i was on my d+ck (i was on my d+ck)
i was really on my f+ckin’ pеnis, now i’m havin’ racks like venus (racks)

[verse 1: big yavo]
i can’t go home ’til i makе some racks and make my day completed
i wonder if i tell you all my secrets, would you f+ckin’ keep ’em? (would you keep ’em?)
i know i sent some foul sh+t to your phone, i wish i deleted
started listenin’ to the voices in my head and they told me, “beat it” (told me, “beat it”)
yeah, they told me i was right (right)
went with my first mind, ain’t got no chance to f+ck up twice (i don’t)
uh, b+tch act she ain’t know me, seen them bands and she got right (right)
yeah, b+tch act she ain’t know me, seen that ice and said i’m fine (d+mn)

[verse 2: mgm lett]
my lil’ b+tch say she mad at me ’cause she don’t think i’m tryin’ (tryin’)
my life feel like it’s passin’ me, i cannot waste no time (no time)
if you don’t got no cash for me, i won’t pay you no mind (no cash, though)
it’s gon’ be a catastrophe if you don’t pay your fine (say it’s gon’ get bad for you)
call the plug and tell him, “send it,” (send it) thought our love was never+endin’ (endin’)
ain’t no scrollin’, b+tch, i’m trendin’ (trendin’), ain’t a dull one in my pendant (oh)
ain’t no love up in my city (no love), that’s your b+tch, i’m tryna hit it (tryna f+ck)
came from the ground, the nitty+gritty (the ground), i’m ridin’ ’round when i’m tryna get it (i lay it down)
i see you walkin’ out the door, but, girl, i know that you ain’t leavin’ (know you ain’t leavin’)
don’t know why you tryna act like you won’t be back ‘fore the evenin’ (before the evenin’)
see me talkin’ to my ex, you know them texts can be deceivin’ (you know them texts can be deceivin’)
gettin’ that money, that’s the best way, that’s the best way to get even (man, that’s the best way to get even)
i put in blood, sweat, no tears, swear i gave it all i got (gave it all i got)
i’m still tryna shake the streets, the police raided all my spots (police raided all my spots)
i gotta win, can’t face defeat, i been savin’ all i got (i can’t face defeat)
i got a man, i play for keeps, you can ask the plug what all i buy (i play for keeps)
[chorus: big yavo & fattmack]
ayy, look, sometimes i forget how much this lil’ b+tch make me sick (what? she make me sick)
every time she walk away, uh, she look so d+mn thick (she look like some d+mn grits)
i might f+ck around and tell her, “turn around, give me a kiss” (come here)
on the day i catch my opp, i pray that god don’t let me miss (for real)
i was so d+mn broke, i knew one day god would make me rich (i knew it)
instead of cheatin’ on you, i bring all the girls and let you pick
this money stacked on top of my thigh for times i was on my d+ck (i was on my d+ck)
i was really on my f+ckin’ p+n+s, now i’m havin’ racks like venus (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: fattmack]
yeah, n+gga, we just ain’t have a penny, be in the bed, starin’ at the ceilin’ (ceilin’)
yeah, wonderin’ if i change my life and do sh+t right, would sh+t be different? (different)
made the best from out this life, b+tch, i’m still smilin’ ’cause i’m livin’ and i’m still winnin’
n+gga ain’t my bro, he just wan’ slide up in these pictures and i ain’t friendly
that sh+t you said to me, stand on that same image and don’t forget it
will leave you dead for cheap, a n+gga say it’s love, but i know that they ain’t with me
yeah, n+gga, you never did sh+t for me, you can’t call me your friend
when i step out the door, i’ma make it back home, one thing about mackenzie
feel bad for bro ’cause he all alone, he sittin’ up prison
yeah, if you say you a man, you gotta think ’bout every decision that you make
every bill you gotta pay, every mouth you gotta feed, every l that you had to take
i pop roxies late at night, i cannot lie, i’m not okay
yeah, sometimes i wanna die, just get high, this sh+t get crazy
i usually pour a line, i’ll pour a deuce on special occasions, sh+t expensive (yeah)
please don’t think this sh+t sweet ’cause we get hot ’cause we keep pistols
[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, look, sometimes i forget how much this lil’ b+tch make me sick (what? she make me sick)
every time she walk away, uh, she look so d+mn thick (she look like some d+mn grits)
i might f+ck around and tell her, “turn around, give me a kiss” (come here)
on the day i catch my opp, i pray that god don’t let me miss (for real)
i was so d+mn broke, i knew one day god would make me rich (i knew it)
instead of cheatin’ on you, i bring all the girls and let you pick
this money stacked on top of my thigh for times i was on my d+ck (i was on my d+ck)
i was really on my f+ckin’ p+n+s, now i’m havin’ racks like venus

- fattmack big yavo mgm lett lyrics

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