lirik lagu gucci mane & nicki minaj – make love
[intro: nicki minaj & gucci mane]
uh, gucci
wanna make love, love, love
[verse 1: gucci mane]
king of the skreets
and when these suckas see me, they should bow to my feet
and kiss the ground underneath
i look down at the beef
that sh-t childish to me
two hundred thousand to see me
and it’s been sold out for weeks
can’t brush shoulders with me
these stones in my choker are 2 karats apiece
look like boulders to me
d-mn, who colder than me?
you think he colder than me?
you more bipolar than me
you talkin’ crazy
i’m tryna book beyoncé for my wedding day
i’m the type of n-gg-, spend a million on a wedding cake
n-gg-s hate, but hesitate
they hate to see ya elevate
i just left out the gym
i’m ’bout to take a swim and meditate
woo!
now it’s time to celebrate
ask me why i’m smilin’
i say, “’cause i make two mil’ a day”
and i might take your b-tch and pay her bills
that’s how i feel today
and i just wanna f-ck
don’t wanna chill, that’s how i feel today
[chorus: gucci mane]
i’m makin’ money like i’m makin’ sweet love
i wanna make love, love, love
she say the money make her wanna make love
wanna make love, love, love, huh
[verse 2: nicki minaj]
ay yo, ain’t talkin’ housewives, but i’m in the porsche
first i’ma scorch her, then i’ma torch her
then i’ma torture her, then i’ma off her
a million dollars for a show, they made their off-er
go against nicki, it’s gon’ cost ya
’cause now it’s f-ck ya, intercourse ya
i rep queens where they listen to a bunch of nas
i’m a yes and these b-tches is a bunch of nahs
tryin’ to win a gunfight with a bunch of knives
i win, get off the bench and give a bunch of fives
i don’t see her
b-tch i’m the greatest, no kendrick and no sia
i’m the iphone, you the nokia
everybody know you jealous, b-tch it’s so clear
tell them b-m -ss b-tches to play their role
she see my s-xy -ss every time she scroll
i got it in the can, dole
your career gon’ be with anna nicole
witcha dumb-ss face
she ain’t eatin’ but i swear she got some b-m -ss taste
text her man like, “dawg, how that b-m -ss taste?”
pay your rent! and stay in your b-m -ss place
oooohhh, oh you the qu-e-e-the queen of this here?
one platinum plaque, alb-m flopped, b-tch, where? (b-tch, where?)
hahaha, ahhhhh
i took two bars off just to laugh
you see, silly rabbit, to be the queen of rap
you gotta sell records, you gotta get plaques
s, plural like the s on my chest
now sit your dumb-ss down
you got an f on your test
[chorus: gucci mane]
i’m makin’ money like i’m makin’ sweet love
i wanna make love, love, love
she say the money make her wanna make love
wanna make love, love, love, huh
[outro: gucci mane]
i love to see the money stack up
hope that we don’t ever, ever break up (up)
wanna make love, love, love
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