Make Cents Songtext
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Make Cents Songtext
Aye aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
A, B we finna C
Driving thru the city
Some foreign
Top dropped when ya see me
Look at me
Looking rich
Look at you
Refurbished
Hair blowing in da wind
Looking like a trillion cents
A couple zeros in da bank
Racks on racks in different states
Yes I get whateva I want
And I do not hesitate
All that smiling in my face
Cut it short and compensate
I′m picture perfect
Mona Lisa
Made of different Harmonies
I'm black, white, and indian
I′m delicious
I'm chocolate
You, you on Tunechi
I'm just tryna find my Tune
Be the illest in this music shit
Greater Coming soon
You want a chain
Bitch I want a ring
Im married to dis shit
For better or for worst
Ill always be blessing and a curse
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make cents
Betta make dollars
Better come wit different episodes
Fly me out the country
Bitcoin I′m talking Euros
Maybe an Island
Let me rock da boat like my idol
Be my peace
Breath me life
Make every moment worth while
And no half steppin
No Nigga you can′t sell me a dream
Couldn't see me wide awoke
You think it′s better when u sleep
Yes I'm a handful
And heavy
Heavy on confidence
So if you steppin
To me dem dollars betta make sense
Aye aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
A, B we finna C
Aye aye aye aye aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
A, B we finna C
Driving thru the city
Some foreign
Top dropped when ya see me
Look at me
Looking rich
Look at you
Refurbished
Hair blowing in da wind
Looking like a trillion cents
A couple zeros in da bank
Racks on racks in different states
Yes I get whateva I want
And I do not hesitate
All that smiling in my face
Cut it short and compensate
I′m picture perfect
Mona Lisa
Made of different Harmonies
I'm black, white, and indian
I′m delicious
I'm chocolate
You, you on Tunechi
I'm just tryna find my Tune
Be the illest in this music shit
Greater Coming soon
You want a chain
Bitch I want a ring
Im married to dis shit
For better or for worst
Ill always be blessing and a curse
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make cents
Betta make dollars
Better come wit different episodes
Fly me out the country
Bitcoin I′m talking Euros
Maybe an Island
Let me rock da boat like my idol
Be my peace
Breath me life
Make every moment worth while
And no half steppin
No Nigga you can′t sell me a dream
Couldn't see me wide awoke
You think it′s better when u sleep
Yes I'm a handful
And heavy
Heavy on confidence
So if you steppin
To me dem dollars betta make sense
Aye aye aye aye aye
Aye aye aye aye aye
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
Look at you look at me
Look at you look at me
Make it make sense
Make it make it make cents aye
Make it make cents
A, B we finna C
Writer(s): Alexis Riggins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com