Make You Love Me

He got them shiny shoes to walk all over you
He takes you up and down
And when he's done he spits you out
But I ain't gonna be his last priority
I got to make him see
What this could be when he's with me

I'm too good to let go
You don't wanna see the worst of me
And then you know
Oh yeah you know

That she can't do it like I do
So why the hell d'ya entertain
All these stupid little girls
Ain't got a clue they're all the same
Give it up don't be a fool
I'm gonna make my mark on you

I'm gonna make you love me, hey
You're gonna take my loving, woah
I'm gonna make you love me

He's got Versace suits to hide forbidden sins
I'm gonna rip them off
And show that boy some discipline
Because I am gonna be his first priority
I gonna make him see
What this could be, if he's with me



Credits
Writer(s): Ella Mary Mcmahon, Camille Angelina Purcell, Christian Kalla
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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