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Make it right Video (MV)




Performed By: Retro4L
Language: English
Length: 2:00
Written by: Robert Jackson




Retro4L - Make it right Lyrics
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I don't wanna fuss or fight, I just wanna f*ck all night
Shorty f*ck me wrong or right, I'm smokin' on opps to relieve the stress
I got switch on me, I ain't got no vest
I blow this bitch, I ain't nothin' to test
I blow this bitch, I'm like, who next
Thick bitch slid she slid in a dress
She know why she here, she tryna get busy
Shorty think she mine, she must be dizzy
I ant singing to no bitch, I leave it to Drizzy
He play with his life, I slide with the switchy
I ain't doin' no talkin', that nickle will get em sitchy
That nickle would leave him stitchy
I'ma shoot that bitch till it's empty
F*ck the bullshit, I'm tryna get paid
Shorty suck me up, cause I'm renegade
Shorty suck me up, heard was gettin' guap
I'm all in her house, I'm beatin' her box
I'm all in her house, and I'm pourin' up wokk
As soon as I lit za,them panties dropped
She walk up to me like
I just wanna make it right
I just wanna make it right
Two wrongs don't make no right
Baby, not tonight
I'm just tryna blow this za
Nah, I ain't tryna fight
I just wanna make it right
I'm tryna blow my za
Like lil' bitch leave me alone
Like why you tryna check my phone
Why you gettin' loud, watch yo tone
I thought we was cool, what you want
You on bullshit, I can leave
I ain't lovin' no bitch, I ain't catchin' no feelings
I'll rather be out here catchin' cheese
Uh
Yeah, when I get in my feelings
I start blowing za
When I get in my feelings
Put on that shit, get fly
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Retro
I don't wanna fuss or fight, I just wanna f*ck all night
Shorty f*ck me wrong or right, I'm smokin' on opps to relieve the stress
I got switch on me, I ain't got no vest
I blow this bitch, I ain't nothin' to test
I blow this bitch, I'm like, who next
Thick bitch slid she slid in a dress
She know why she here, she tryna get busy
Shorty think she mine, she must be dizzy
I ant singing to no bitch, I leave it to Drizzy
He play with his life, I slide with the switchy
I ain't doin' no talkin', that nickle will get em sitchy
That nickle would leave him stitchy
I'ma shoot that bitch till it's empty
F*ck the bullshit, I'm tryna get paid
Shorty suck me up, cause I'm renegade
Shorty suck me up, heard was gettin' guap
I'm all in her house, I'm beatin' her box
I'm all in her house, and I'm pourin' up wokk
As soon as I lit za,them panties dropped
She walk up to me like
I just wanna make it right
I just wanna make it right
Two wrongs don't make no right
Baby, not tonight
I'm just tryna blow this za
Nah, I ain't tryna fight
I just wanna make it right
I'm tryna blow my za
Like lil' bitch leave me alone
Like why you tryna check my phone
Why you gettin' loud, watch yo tone
I thought we was cool, what you want
You on bullshit, I can leave
I ain't lovin' no bitch, I ain't catchin' no feelings
I'll rather be out here catchin' cheese
Uh
Yeah, when I get in my feelings
I start blowing za
When I get in my feelings
Put on that shit, get fly
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Writer: Robert Jackson
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