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MAK€ - MAK!Certified Lyrics



MAK€ - MAK!Certified Lyrics
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Yo5hy on the beat but shit it sound like Certi made it
If it aint about a bag then he speaking a foreign language
You gon turn into them niggas if you don't watch who you hang with
I don't f*ck with busters but I'll buss her up take her to Dave &
See the Star of David if he f*ck with me tell him shalom
I aint Jewish don't act like you clueless you know what I'm on
Fit like Al Capone
Dressing to impress in every zone
I need a calzone
Tired of these beats I'm eating on
MAK!
Shake a nigga out his ice and turn him snow globe
Telling me something's impossible that shit a no no
Turn his whole team extinct they acting like some Dodos
Darkskin eater she my favorite call her Chocho
Apple bottom jeans I'm telling shawty to get low low
Man I swear for world pro bono
Yeah that means you too
No Bono
The K in MAK it stands for knowledge I don't tote pole
Silly opp
Silly opp
Silly opp man these bars for the real niggas
You are not my mans if I can't sit and have a meal witcha
Swear I love to rap cuz every track it make me feel richer
Once again no you are not my mans if I can't steal witcha
Nigga how is it yo plan and you still snitching
Nigga I just told you how you wrong and you still bitching
Switching personalities on beat it's like I'm borderline
There really aint no point asking what's up I'm gon say more than fine
Niggas think that they out-rapping me? I'll leave em mortified
Man imma get some blues and let em fly they feel like Mordecai
Swear the beat like treasure cuz there's really always more to find
Wanna make it out? You gotta get up leave that door behind
I'm a diamond baby but my momma cut from tourmaline
MAK know I'm already great not even certified
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Yo5hy on the beat but shit it sound like Certi made it
If it aint about a bag then he speaking a foreign language
You gon turn into them niggas if you don't watch who you hang with
I don't f*ck with busters but I'll buss her up take her to Dave &
See the Star of David if he f*ck with me tell him shalom
I aint Jewish don't act like you clueless you know what I'm on
Fit like Al Capone
Dressing to impress in every zone
I need a calzone
Tired of these beats I'm eating on
MAK!
Shake a nigga out his ice and turn him snow globe
Telling me something's impossible that shit a no no
Turn his whole team extinct they acting like some Dodos
Darkskin eater she my favorite call her Chocho
Apple bottom jeans I'm telling shawty to get low low
Man I swear for world pro bono
Yeah that means you too
No Bono
The K in MAK it stands for knowledge I don't tote pole
Silly opp
Silly opp
Silly opp man these bars for the real niggas
You are not my mans if I can't sit and have a meal witcha
Swear I love to rap cuz every track it make me feel richer
Once again no you are not my mans if I can't steal witcha
Nigga how is it yo plan and you still snitching
Nigga I just told you how you wrong and you still bitching
Switching personalities on beat it's like I'm borderline
There really aint no point asking what's up I'm gon say more than fine
Niggas think that they out-rapping me? I'll leave em mortified
Man imma get some blues and let em fly they feel like Mordecai
Swear the beat like treasure cuz there's really always more to find
Wanna make it out? You gotta get up leave that door behind
I'm a diamond baby but my momma cut from tourmaline
MAK know I'm already great not even certified
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Writer: Makandian Doumbia
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: Makandian Doumbia

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