| Step inside the booth
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| Loosen up the tie, (I can’t make this up)
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| Superman is still alive!
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| (I can’t make this up)
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| Retawdid-tawdid-tawdid-tawdid
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| Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)
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| Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)
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| Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)
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| Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)
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| Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling
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| Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric
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| Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina
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| Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up)
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| Bad when it came to me being on point (Get 'em)
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| What they say I should be doing I don’t
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| Don’t love, don’t trust, don’t worry I won’t
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| Slim waist, cute face, with a donk in the trunk
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| Convicted felon for selling
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| No telling my motto, no telling
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| Never popped a molly but when I’m on coffee I feel as if I done just tried it
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| Product of a violent environment, saw niggas go get money I had to go try it
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| My grandma’s a crying, her grandson a liar, like all of this shit gotta stop
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| Every time that you leave I be having these dreams about you getting locked up
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| or shot
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| This first bitch I love told me that was my baby but nah, I be thinking it’s not
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| This bitch, well she, she fucked ten of my friends, I moved on now she saying
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| she high
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| Got caught, took my lick, then came home to my street, they was trying to hit
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| me with 30
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| The morals I’m built on, I’ll really get killed on, it ain’t no such thing as
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| me working
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| Game I’m in get dirty, couldn’t make this up and that’s certain
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| Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)
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| Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)
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| Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)
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| Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)
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| Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling
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| Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric
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| Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina
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| Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up)
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| Occupied by the hand player, Caucasian waitress named Rachel
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| Saying I look like a drug dealer, you ain’t even waiting our table
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| I like faces, and making faces, and Franklin faces by the cases
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| This shit’s amazing, this shit’s amazing! |
| (Take off)
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| Do the damn thing, no champagne, for me at least a light drink (Retarded)
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| Going against my better judgement, opposite of right thinking
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| Cardiovascular happening, beat them chicks from the back while I’m wrapping it
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| Can’t make this shit up, ain’t just rapping it
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| Love a bitch who fight back while I’m stabbing it
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| Dick put her out and I walk out like
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| (Think cause you got a pretty face and a fine shape you can play the crime game,
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| mane, BWA, mane)
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| I put my stamp on it, rough how I handle it, maybe I’m passionate
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| Making it hurt on the inside, maybe I’m hurt on the inside
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| Dick in her stomach, this time I’m coming
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| Go fuck with a sucker who think you a woman
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| Been a movie from the start (I can’t make this up)
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| Baby mama’s kids a week apart (I can’t make this up)
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| Offered 30 years in the court (I can’t make this up)
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| Now my whips foreign, pulling up (I can’t make this up)
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| Started from the bottom with narcotics, what I’m selling
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| Who thought I woulda made it from a trap with no electric
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| Ooohhh, ego work my wrist with cocaina
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| Made all of my haters all believers (I can’t make this up) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Can't Make This Up , by - Kevin Gates. Song from the album By Any Means, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп