sterling simms - make you somebody lyrics
[intro]
alright girls , get up! you know what that means
there’s money upstairs !
come on ! lets go ! lets get it ! big money !
[chorus]
i say what’s up wit it ?
you gonna work your body
i’mma throw out these tips
i’mma make you somebody
let me call you my b-tch
let me call you my b-tch
can i call you my b-tch?
yea, yea yea yeaaa. (x2)
[verse 1: sterling simms]
you know when its us
you can smell the grape dutch in the air, air, airrrr!
got a fist full of twentys
don’t be a dummy girl
bring that over here, here, yeaaa
said, don’t be acting bougie about it, like you were buff
and no i’m not your groupie or trying to fall in love
take a couple shots, girl get bad
turn around, let me see your body bend
i’mma catch you up on your rear
yea, tonight i’m gonna make you somebody, yea
tonight i’m gonna make you somebody, baby
[chorus]
i say what’s up wit it ?
you gonna work your body
i’mma throw out these tips
i’mma make you somebody
let me call you my b-tch
let me call you my b-tch
can i call you my b-tch?
yea, yea yea yeaaa. (x2)
[verse 2: 2 chainz]
shawty wanna be famous
-ss so big, put her on my a list
and i land her like acres, she next to me like a neighbor
i started down with her ankles, i moved up to her naval
my next move is fatal
one leg on the bed, other on the table
it’s going down like escalator
ben franklin and the twenty separate
trynna get her body naked
f-ck y’all, no contraception
don’t roll like that
showing y’all suckas
you ain’t never really ever evenn saw like that
ball like that, f-ck your girl
and if the p-ssy good, we at the mall like that
[verse 3: tyga]
aaahhhh
gotta whole lotta hundreds
ten thousand in my pocket, right now , right now
can i make you a offer
how much gon’ cost just to take you down
i got it, you know it
let me cash you out , here hold this
spit game so tight
think i wrote this
baby lets move forward, get focused
don’t tell your mama, that you f-cking with a baller
already got all this gold sh-t, onnn
trynna be lowkey
got your favorite bad b-tch trynna blow me
roley, rolex, relax
say she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat
dark tint, so they don’t see
get it off slowly, high as they know me
[chorus]
i say what’s up wit it ?
you gonna work your body
i’mma throw out these tips
i’mma make you somebody
let me call you my b-tch
let me call you my b-tch
can i call you my b-tch?
yea, yea yea yeaaa. (x2)
i gonna make you somebody, girl
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