I'ma make you love me, yeah, I'm your only hope
Listen to your mama, have a baby, he got dope
Don't go creepin' if you got a iPhone
She tracked your location and your ass wasn't home
Yeah, I told the bitch like I told Nike
Yeezy's on your ass, told that nigga get
From in front my car, my Yeezy's on the gas
And last thing I need is involuntary manslaughter
Cause I ain't finna let no lame nigga raise my daughter
Stop askin' me that dumb shit, do you have a Samsung charger
You see we spittin' that guala, we stay spittin' that guala
Till you love me, thirsty bitch keep sippin' that water
Till you love me, do you love me
I got caught up with the strippers, I got caught up in the fame
Caught up on media takeout, don't know how much more I could take
I got caught up in the pictures, they blurry enough I could fake
I could tell my girl wasn't me, I was in the meeting with Jay
But today, I don't have any plans
Rap god in a minivan
Usher said I got it bad, yo, really bad
Does anybody have any xans
Cause you don't know these rich nigga problems
You niggas got bitch nigga problems
Too many hoes on my dick, yeah I got big dick nigga problems
If she hack my phone, that's dick pic nigga problems
That's when she asks who the f*ck is Tanya
Nigga you must be f*ckin' Tanya
Sometimes I do shit to prove I don't need nothin' from him
Sometimes I make him hate me just to prove I can make 'em love me again
I can make you love me again
Make y'all love me
I feel like a new artist up in this bitch
Like I'm really starving up in this bitch
If you don't wanna hear my mouth, don't get me started up in this bitch
Every time I throw out my dime, man, see it's flawless up in this bitch
Screamin' South, Southside
Goin' retarded up in this bitch
CT4 up in this bitch
Yeah, see Yeezus back on this shit
They say, damn Ye, please come back, we need more of the platinum hits
Bitch, my new book killed that Timberland
My niggas don't remember them
I'm the dark chocolate M&M, I'ma make you love me
Can't hear them other girls, cause I got them hoes on hold
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
I ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
Ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
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I'ma make you love me, yeah, I'm your only hope
Listen to your mama, have a baby, he got dope
Don't go creepin' if you got a iPhone
She tracked your location and your ass wasn't home
Yeah, I told the bitch like I told Nike
Yeezy's on your ass, told that nigga get
From in front my car, my Yeezy's on the gas
And last thing I need is involuntary manslaughter
Cause I ain't finna let no lame nigga raise my daughter
Stop askin' me that dumb shit, do you have a Samsung charger
You see we spittin' that guala, we stay spittin' that guala
Till you love me, thirsty bitch keep sippin' that water
Till you love me, do you love me
I got caught up with the strippers, I got caught up in the fame
Caught up on media takeout, don't know how much more I could take
I got caught up in the pictures, they blurry enough I could fake
I could tell my girl wasn't me, I was in the meeting with Jay
But today, I don't have any plans
Rap god in a minivan
Usher said I got it bad, yo, really bad
Does anybody have any xans
Cause you don't know these rich nigga problems
You niggas got bitch nigga problems
Too many hoes on my dick, yeah I got big dick nigga problems
If she hack my phone, that's dick pic nigga problems
That's when she asks who the f*ck is Tanya
Nigga you must be f*ckin' Tanya
Sometimes I do shit to prove I don't need nothin' from him
Sometimes I make him hate me just to prove I can make 'em love me again
I can make you love me again
Make y'all love me
I feel like a new artist up in this bitch
Like I'm really starving up in this bitch
If you don't wanna hear my mouth, don't get me started up in this bitch
Every time I throw out my dime, man, see it's flawless up in this bitch
Screamin' South, Southside
Goin' retarded up in this bitch
CT4 up in this bitch
Yeah, see Yeezus back on this shit
They say, damn Ye, please come back, we need more of the platinum hits
Bitch, my new book killed that Timberland
My niggas don't remember them
I'm the dark chocolate M&M, I'ma make you love me
Can't hear them other girls, cause I got them hoes on hold
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
I ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
Ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
Listen to your mama, have a baby, he got dope
Don't go creepin' if you got a iPhone
She tracked your location and your ass wasn't home
Yeah, I told the bitch like I told Nike
Yeezy's on your ass, told that nigga get
From in front my car, my Yeezy's on the gas
And last thing I need is involuntary manslaughter
Cause I ain't finna let no lame nigga raise my daughter
Stop askin' me that dumb shit, do you have a Samsung charger
You see we spittin' that guala, we stay spittin' that guala
Till you love me, thirsty bitch keep sippin' that water
Till you love me, do you love me
I got caught up with the strippers, I got caught up in the fame
Caught up on media takeout, don't know how much more I could take
I got caught up in the pictures, they blurry enough I could fake
I could tell my girl wasn't me, I was in the meeting with Jay
But today, I don't have any plans
Rap god in a minivan
Usher said I got it bad, yo, really bad
Does anybody have any xans
Cause you don't know these rich nigga problems
You niggas got bitch nigga problems
Too many hoes on my dick, yeah I got big dick nigga problems
If she hack my phone, that's dick pic nigga problems
That's when she asks who the f*ck is Tanya
Nigga you must be f*ckin' Tanya
Sometimes I do shit to prove I don't need nothin' from him
Sometimes I make him hate me just to prove I can make 'em love me again
I can make you love me again
Make y'all love me
I feel like a new artist up in this bitch
Like I'm really starving up in this bitch
If you don't wanna hear my mouth, don't get me started up in this bitch
Every time I throw out my dime, man, see it's flawless up in this bitch
Screamin' South, Southside
Goin' retarded up in this bitch
CT4 up in this bitch
Yeah, see Yeezus back on this shit
They say, damn Ye, please come back, we need more of the platinum hits
Bitch, my new book killed that Timberland
My niggas don't remember them
I'm the dark chocolate M&M, I'ma make you love me
Can't hear them other girls, cause I got them hoes on hold
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'ma make you love me, yeah
I ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
Ain't never stopped lovin' me, yeah
Writer: chad pierce
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