Make It Make Cents

Uh
We lit, we lit
Ay, we lit, we lit

Turn up
If you don't work, you don't eat, you don't got shit
And if you ain't talking money, I ain't hearing it
How you got a pussy and you broke

That don't make sense. How you got a pussy and you broke
Make it make cents
Ain't got time for these niggas, no patience
I'm the doctor and you bitches are my patients

If you ain't talking money, you ain't speaking my language
I like to ride fast and fuck in different places
I got a Mexican nigga named Jesus
If I need something fixed, then he gon' come through

I got an Arab nigga named Al Maka
He own the corner store, so you know he got that moolah
Bitches loving, bitches hating
I don't care, I'm papper chasing
Smoking big

Backwoods, I don't pass it
I just face it
Lame hoes wanna argue, but I ain't got time
They mad cause they baby daddy's hitting my line

This for the skinny bitches, flat ass, no titty
Bitches independent, big thick
Bitches bust it down, bitches
From my pretty fat big stomach

Hanging out, bitches and my hood
Bitches always eating good, bitches
If you don't work, you don't eat, you don't got shit
And if you ain't talking money, I ain't hearing it

How you got a pussy and you broke
That don't make sense
How you got a pussy and you broke
Make it make cents

Ain't got time for these niggas, no patience
I'm the doctor and you bitches are my patients
If you ain't talking money, yeen speaking my language
I like to ride fast and fuck in different places

Different places
Different places
Oh, ah
Different places
Oh, ah,
Different places
Lalalala, lalala la



Credits
Writer(s): Leah Holmes
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