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Make No Sense Lyrics

Buddah blessed this beat

I feel like Gucci Mane in 2006I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck
Cost like four bricks
And the way that I be totting on that strap
Don`t make no sense
He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh

It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh
Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense
YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

I could hit it, I could whip it, I could bag it, I could stash it
I could trap out like a motherfucker
And you know me, bitch, I just bought another
30 burner (30 burner), I whip too hard

So I got Ike and Meech, got Tina Turner (Whippin` hard)
It don`t make sense, I`m not alright bitch
I`ll put you under, I ain`t cut too much
I got that shit make `em tweak like damn

Can`t be in front the trap too much the world know who I am
This shit ain`t sweet, who close to me I see `em, ain`t like them
All I know get the money, still gon` be the one to slay `em
Like nigga, uh nigga
Nigga, bitch, nigga, baow, with my jewelry (Fuck a jury)

I feel like I`m Gucci Mane in 2006
I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck
Cost like four bricks
And the way that I be totting on that strap
Don`t make no sense
He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh

It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh
Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense
YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

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4KTrey, BoB, I been that bitch, you know it`s me
Tell them niggas I say fuck `em
These hoes ain`t shit, they want my cash
So I`ll never love `em (Stupid bitch)

I flash and beat a nigga ass with this fifty ball
(I don`t need no clique)
On TV, I could tell my youngin` hit him with the cutter
(Motherfuck a nigga)

That`s a bar, real nigga blessed him with that bar
And he say yeah-eah, He out the H, you play
He shoot you in your face (Northside)
Bullets flying, back to back, bitch, when we ride

I`m convicted, but it`s an issue, I`ll slide for a slide
Die today, bitch, the say four pussy niggas
Died `fore I died, slime

I feel like I`m Gucci Mane in 2006
I need diamonds dancing on my fucking neck
Cost like four bricks
And the way that I be totting on that strap
Don`t make no sense
He a million dolla nigga but be posted in the bricks, uh

It make no sense, yeah, it make no sense, uh
It make no sense, goddamn, make no sense, yeah uh
Make no sense, nah, uh, make no sense
YoungBoy
Make no sense, nah, it make no sense, slime

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