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make me wanna die (made famous by the pretty reckless) - club djs united lyrics

[otis redding]
it makes it easier, easier to bear
you won’t regret it, no, no
no, girl they won’t forget it
love is their own
happiness yeah
sq-sq-sq-squeeze her, don’t tease her
never leave her
[jay-z]
sounds so soulful don’t you agree
i invented swag
poppin’ bottles, puttin’ supermodels in the cab, proof
i guess i got my swagger back, truth
new watch alert, hublot’s
or the big face rollie i got two of those
arm out the window through the city i maneuver slow
cap back, snap back
see my cut through the holes
[kanye west]
d-mn yeezy and hov
where the h-ll ya been?
n-ggas talkin real reckless: stuntmen
i adopted these n-ggas, phillip drummond ’em
now i’m bout to make them tuck they whole summer in
they say i’m crazy, well, i’m ’bout to go dumb again
they ain’t see me cause i pulled up in my other benz
last week i was in my other other benz
throw your diamonds up cause we in this b-tch another ‘gain
[jay-z]
photo shoot fresh, looking like wealth
i’m ’bout to call the paparazzi on myself
uh, live form the mercer
run up on yeezy the wrong way, i might murk ya
flee in the g450 i might surface
political refugee, asylum can be purchased
uh, everythings for sale, i got 5 p-ssports
i’m never going to jail
[kanye west]
i made “jesus walk” so i’m never going to h-ll
couture level flow, it’s never going on sale
luxury rap, the hermes of verses
sophisticated ignorance, write my curses in cursive
i get it custom, you a customer
you ain’t ‘customed to going through customs, you ain’t been nowhere, huh?
and all the ladies in the house, got ’em showing off
i’m done, i hit ya up mana-naaaa!
[jay-z]
welcome to havana
smoking cubanos with castro in cabanas
viva mexico, cubano
dominicano, all the plugs that i know
driving benzes, wit’ no benefits
not bad huh? for some immigrants
build your fences, we diggin’ tunnels
can’t you see? we gettin’ money up under you
[kanye]
can’t you see the private jets flyin’ over you?
maybach bumper sticker read “what would hova do?”
jay is chillin’, ‘ye is chillin’
what more can i say? we k!llin’ ’em
hold up, before we end this campaign
as you can see, we done bodied the d-mn lames
lord, please let them accept the things they can’t change
and pray that all of their pain be champagne

- club djs united lyrics

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