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Made Of Video (MV)




Performed By: Gaius
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Jeremy Brown




Gaius - Made Of Lyrics
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First things first I ain't one to thirst
F*ck me with your best, love me at my worst
I need like Michelle at Obama's side
Grab the bag and the chopper for the homicide
Give me your soul baby and I'll give you mine
Stole the heart of the devil girl that there's a crime
Show you love me baby and I'll do the time
Like a man though
Shorty ride that shit no hands though
Got a couple of bands that we can blow to feed our vices
Show me your low so I know how to keep you high
I got the plug on some Xanies maybe we should buy
If not we can just chill
Sit back 'til the vibe has the right feel
Blue, Red I just hope we took the right pill
I just really hope tonight's real
Yeah
I gotta see what you're made of
Yea yeah...
I gotta see what you're made of
Made of
Ahh, show me what you're made of
I don't trust easy gotta prove it
That's just the way that I came up
Thotties always 'round the way tryin' play us
Shorty if you with me leave no doubt
Treat this here like it's blood in, blood out
Like Beanie and Virginia, on our own shit
Drop a couple bags, own the whole strip
F*cking all night 'til the sun up
While these niggas searching for a come up
I can have you dripping in designer
Have your fine ass in the finest
The outfit got me feigning off your silhouette
New age Romeo and Juliet
Sex, Money, Drugs that's the passion
Who we kidding though, this shit ain't never lasting
Yeah
I gotta see what you're made of
Yea yeah...
I gotta see what you're made of
Made of
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English

First things first I ain't one to thirst
F*ck me with your best, love me at my worst
I need like Michelle at Obama's side
Grab the bag and the chopper for the homicide
Give me your soul baby and I'll give you mine
Stole the heart of the devil girl that there's a crime
Show you love me baby and I'll do the time
Like a man though
Shorty ride that shit no hands though
Got a couple of bands that we can blow to feed our vices
Show me your low so I know how to keep you high
I got the plug on some Xanies maybe we should buy
If not we can just chill
Sit back 'til the vibe has the right feel
Blue, Red I just hope we took the right pill
I just really hope tonight's real
Yeah
I gotta see what you're made of
Yea yeah...
I gotta see what you're made of
Made of
Ahh, show me what you're made of
I don't trust easy gotta prove it
That's just the way that I came up
Thotties always 'round the way tryin' play us
Shorty if you with me leave no doubt
Treat this here like it's blood in, blood out
Like Beanie and Virginia, on our own shit
Drop a couple bags, own the whole strip
F*cking all night 'til the sun up
While these niggas searching for a come up
I can have you dripping in designer
Have your fine ass in the finest
The outfit got me feigning off your silhouette
New age Romeo and Juliet
Sex, Money, Drugs that's the passion
Who we kidding though, this shit ain't never lasting
Yeah
I gotta see what you're made of
Yea yeah...
I gotta see what you're made of
Made of
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Writer: Jeremy Brown
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