Gucci Mane - Make love

^D#mKing of the skreets And whe^F#n these suckas see me, they should b^D#mow to my feet And k^F#iss the ground underneath I look d^D#mown at the beef That shit ch^F#ildish to me Two hundred t^D#mhousand to see me And it's been so^F#ld out for weeks Can't brush sho^D#mulders with me These sto^F#nes in my choker are 2 k^D#marats apiece Look like b^F#oulders to me Damn, who ^D#mcolder than me? You think he c^D#molder than me? You more b^F#ipolar than me You talkin' c^D#mrazy I'm tryna book B^F#eyoncé for my wedding day I'm the t^D#mype of nigga, spend a million on a w^F#edding cake Niggas hate, but he^D#msitate They hate to see ya e^F#levate I just left out the g^D#mym I'm 'bout to take a swim and me^F#ditate Woo! Now it's time to c^F#elebrate Ask me why I'm sm^D#milin' I say, "'Cause I make two m^F#il' a day" And I might take your ^D#mbitch and pay her bills That's how I fe^F#el today And I^D#m just wanna fuck Don't wanna chill, that's how I f^F#eel today

I'm makin' mon^D#mey like I'm makin' sw^F#eet love I wanna make lo^D#mve, love, love ^F# She say the mo^D#mney make her wanna make love Wanna make l^F#ove, love, love, huh

Ay yo, ain't talkin' ho^D#musewives, but I'm in the Por^F#sche First I'ma sc^D#morch her, then I'ma t^F#orch her Then I'ma t^D#morture her, then I'ma o^F#ff her A m^D#million dollars for a show, they made their of^F#f-er Go against N^D#micki, it's gon' co^F#st ya 'Cause ^D#mnow it's fuck ya, i^F#ntercourse ya I rep Qu^D#meens where they listen to a bunch of N^F#as I'm a y^D#mes and these bitches is a b^F#unch of nahs Tryin’ to win a g^D#munfight with a bunch of k^F#nives I win, get off the ^D#mbench and give a bunch of f^F#ives I don't ^F#see her Bitch I'm the gr^D#meatest, no Kendrick and no S^F#ia I'm the iP^D#mhone, you the No^F#kia Everybody know you jea^D#mlous, bitch it's so c^F#lear Tell them bum ass bit^D#mches to play their ro^F#le She see my s^D#mexy ass every time s^F#he scroll I got it in the can, D^D#mole Your career gon' be with Anna Ni^F#cole Witcha du^D#mmbass face She ain't eat^D#min' but I swear she got some bum^F# ass taste Text her man like, ^D#m"Dawg, how that bum ass ta^F#ste?" Pay your re^D#mnt! And stay in your bu^F#m ass place Oooohhh, oh you the qu^D#m-e-e-the queen of this h^F#ere? One platinum ^D#mplaque, album flopped, bitch, w^F#here? (bitch, where?)

I took two bars ^D#moff just to l^F#augh You se^D#me, silly rabbit, to be the q^F#ueen of rap You ^D#mgotta sell records, you gotta^F# get plaques ^D#mS, plural like the S^F# on my chest Now sit your d^D#mumbass down You got an F^F# on your test

I'm makin' mon^D#mey like I'm makin' sw^F#eet love I wanna make lo^D#mve, love, love ^F# She say the mo^D#mney make her wanna make love Wanna make l^F#ove, love, love, huh

I lo^D#mve to see the money sta^F#ck up H^D#mope that we don't ever, ever br^F#eak up (up) ^D#mWanna make love, love, love