Make Him Fly

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That boy meet my choppa send him to the sky
If you not a baddie can't get in my ride
Yeah, me and my shootas we gon' make him fly
If I bring out my fye Guarantee he gon' die
If he play we send him to the one up high
All my diamonds shine don't need no light
All my diamonds shine don't need no light

Yeah, playin' wit' us, it's fatal
I got all these shootas i know that you hate em'
If he play with us he gon need us to aid him
And if he run up then this choppa gon' shake em'
No milkshake
If he playing wit me then his life yeah I will take
And that choppa gon' eat that boy up like a grilled steak

(Go, Go)
That boy meet my choppa send him to the sky
If you not a baddie can't get in my ride
Yeah, me and my shootas we gon' make him fly
If I bring out my fye Guarantee he gon' die
If he play we send him to the one up high
All my diamonds shine don't need no light
All my diamonds shine don't need no light

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Credits
Writer(s): Antonio Pullings
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