Make You Somebody - 2 Chainz, Tyga, Travis Porter

Alright Girls, Get Up!

You Know What That Means

There’s Money Upstairs !

Come On !

Lets Go !

Lets Get it !

Big Money !

I Say What’s Up Wit it?

You Gonna Work Your Body

I’mma Throw Out These Tips

I’mma Make You Somebody

Let Me Call You My Bitch

Let Me Call You my Bitch

Can I Call You my Bitch?

Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa.

(x2)

You Know When its us

You Can Smell the grape Dutch in the Air, Air, Airrrr!

Got a Fist Full of Twentys

Don’t be a Dummy Girl

Bring that Over Here, Here, Yeaaa

Said, Don’t be Acting Bougie About it, Like you were Buff

And No I’m Not your Groupie or Trying to Fall in Love

Take a Couple Shots, Girl get Bad

Turn Around, Let me See Your Body Bend

I’mma Catch you up on Your Rear

Yea, Tonight I’m Gonna Make you Somebody, yea

Tonight I’m Gonna Make you Somebody, baby

I Say What’s Up Wit it?

You Gonna Work Your Body

I’mma Throw Out These Tips

I’mma Make You Somebody

Let Me Call You My Bitch

Let Me Call You my Bitch

Can I Call You my Bitch?

Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa.

(x2)

Shawty Wanna be Famous

Ass so big, Put her on my A List

And I Land her like Acres, She Next to me like a Neighbor

I Started Down with her Ankles, I Moved up to her Naval

My Next Move is Fatal

One Leg on the Bed, Other on the Table

It’s Going Down like Escalator

Ben Franklin and the Twenty Separate

Trynna Get her Body Naked

Fuck Y’all, No Contraception

Don’t Roll Like That

Showing Y’all Suckas

You ain’t Never Really Ever Evenn Saw Like That

Ball Like That, Fuck Your Girl

And If the Pussy Good, We at the Mall Like That

Aaahhhh

Gotta Whole Lotta Hundreds

Ten Thousand in my Pocket, Right Now, Right Now

Can I Make You a Offer

How Much Gon' Cost Just to Take You Down

I Got it, You Know it

Let Me Cash You Out, Here Hold This

Spit Game So Tight

Think I Wrote This

Baby Lets Move Forward, Get Focused

Don’t Tell Your Mama, That You Fucking With a Baller

Already Got all this Gold Shit, Onnn

Trynna be Lowkey

Got Your Favorite Bad Bitch Trynna Blow Me

Roley, Rolex, Relax

Say She Just Gave Me Head, Leaned Over in the Front Seat

Dark Tint, So They Don’t See

Get it Off Slowly, High as they Know Me

I Say What’s Up Wit it?

You Gonna Work Your Body

I’mma Throw Out These Tips

I’mma Make You Somebody

Let Me Call You My Bitch

Let Me Call You my Bitch

Can I Call You my Bitch?

Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa.

(x2)

I Gonna make you somebody, girl