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DJ Khaled!

Make me up everything I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to though
I still bless you, but you know what first though
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, that's what pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

You gon' get this off the wrist, yeah
You gon' have my full of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me in and out of town
You said you've losing weight and dropping pounds
Damn, I think I'm 'bout to the one I'm with
Start a new relationship with you, is what you do
I had you twelve but you came right after at two
I could have anything I'd want but I want you
That's the
I'm not really the sentimentals
Just me and you behind the windows
you throwing all these innuendos
We finna fuck up all the incidentals at the SLS
That's LA confidential, show me everything that you've through
We only do we meant to like, woah
This that titties on the glass, pull the shit
This that fuck you in the air, no dick
that call his ass right now, say you're deserting him
This that call him while we fucking so he heard the

me give up everything I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you know what come though
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You make me give up everything I worked for

Money stalking me, its the money talk to me
So if you ain't 'bout money then don't talk to me (shh)
I work with dope boys, I keep a on me, (skrt)
I'm in my drop top but won't let you get the on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and trouble seems to me
I my pistol to the mall, my pistol shop with me
That bitch is jockin' me, and niggas admire me
Yeah, but I'm a of the streets so they won't hire me

Can't let you play me off the streets you I got kids
And more major keys than a
I could teach you niggas how to rock
My bed was a on the carpet
My ride was a bus named
Pillow of Estee Lauder
Nigga, I'm to a charger
Nothing but cars in my garage, ah

Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up I worked for
Sunday, you ain't go to church
I still bless you, but you what come first though
Make me give up I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything I for
Sunday, what they pray to church for
You gon' make me give up everything I for

I'm takin' risks, she takin' pills, takin'
Day job night job, shit
I to the basics, not a basic bitch
You deserve a young legendary
speeding up your respiratory
Treat these hoes secondary
I even cheat with my secretary
to you even when I'm on road
Even if I'm on a coast
I'mma make you feel close, mama
I'm addicted to your ass and
When you dance the bedroom to Magic City
Got my ass hundreds, fifties
Outta air, yeah thats magic tricking
I you to the Caribbean
Make your as clear as the water you swimming in
In and out bitch like we amphibians
I change you up next season for another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses, I'mma up the dividends
I'mma you what the fuck commitment is, baby
Make me give up everything I for
You gon' me give
Girl you make me wanna the one I'm with
Start a new with you, this feel like déjà vu

me give up everything I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, you ain't got to though
I still bless you but you what come though
me give up everything I worked for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what pray to church for
You gon' me give up everything I worked for