Make Me Make You
Rumplestiltskin

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[Intro] Aww, aww "'Sup Big Perm? I mean Big Worm" [Verse 1] Chest on froze feel the cold from my neckless (ice) Tic-tac-toe, blowing o’s with my exes (oh) Cup on full, did show down in Texas Slow sipping make me talk like I’m dyslexic, uh, check it I’m that Midwest white boy that be cooking up with seasoning Bland ass Spotify, I’m the missing ingredient One chick that's Armenian was trying to suck my deviant I flew her through Expedia and now her Snap is premium Fake ass rappers you don’t live what you speak All I know is facts like a Xerox machine Ten thousand followers and 20-something likes Hmm.. something ain't right (that ain't right) Look, my chick is Rapunzel, your chick is repulsive You look like Rumpelstiltskin, and your gold hay is flaunted When they call out for awesome, I’m the one that’s responding You just a whatchamacallit, I got The Infinity Gauntlet, and [Chorus] Bitch I’m snapping like Fabo, got 50 racks on the table You trying to scrap for my pesos, too bad I’m strapped up like Halo I'll send you back up with angels, big facts, real rap Only tab above my shift, bitch no cap [Verse 2] I been doing this for a minute I feel like I'm too legit to be quitting I’m not even proving shit when I’m spitting I’m really a hooligan with no -- I been I been doing this for a minute I feel like I'm too legit to be quitting I’m not even proving shit when I’m spitting I’m really a hooligan with no limits I'm really a nice guy when you meet me, but if you try me, then it's Contra You want a knife fight, I’m Baraka, if you want a street fight then I’m Blanka I stay with a couple shottas ready to smoke some like Rastas Carrying big toys like Tonka, like blocka blocka, whoa [Bridge] Whip too fast had to slam up on the breaks You the opposition if you talking to the Jakes Every time I close my eyes my baby on her face Told her bust it open make it sh-sh-shake, whoa Whip too fast had to slam up on the breaks You the opposition if you talking to the Jakes Every time I close my eyes my baby on her face Told her bust it open make it sh-sh-shake [Chorus] Bitch I’m snapping like Fabo, got 50 racks on the table You trying to scrap for my pesos, too bad I’m strapped up like Halo I'll send you back up with angels, big facts, real rap Only tab above my shift, bitch no cap