39 lyrics for "Make you my bu-bu-baby, make you my bu-bu-baby"

Oh, oh, no, don't bring me down! But oh, oh, no, don't bring me down! Oh, baby you know! When you complain and criticize I feel I'm nothing in your eyes., It makes me feel like givin' up Because my best just ain't good enough. Girl I want to provide for
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I got a test for you You said you want my heart Well baby you can have it all I got a lot of boys And we can make you right And if you get too high (That north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO)
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That's my baby That's my diamond in the rough But I can make him shine with my sweet love See that boy walking down the street Thinks he's tough but he smiles so sweet Snakeskin boots and a baseball cap Bet you'd like to meet a boy like that He's a
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Crawl out of my head and fall into my bed She’s a bad mamajama And she don’t make time and All the men wanna have her But they know she’s mine And she's down for whatever Can you read my mind and then just Baby I’m savin it all for you
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Burnin' it down We're just hanging around Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's Jammin' to some old Alabama with you baby I'm just doing my thing You love it when I sing Say it makes you feel like an angel We about to get a little tangled up right about now
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Come and save me tonight You're my angel Baby, you're my angel Come and make it alright I'm alone, yeah, I don't know if I can face the night I'm in tears and the cryin' that I do is for you I want your love Let's break the walls between us Don't make it
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Ooh, my, my, my, my girlfriend Fucking with my girl But I'm with you, spending most of my time Does that make you my girl, uh, girlfriend? Hoes text, I don't reply, baby mad like you must have a girl Girlfriend, ooh, I think I like her (my girlfriend) I
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Well, I ride on a mail train, baby, can't buy a thrill Well, I been up all night leanin' on the windowsill Well, if I die on top of the hill And if I don't make it, you know my baby will Don't the moon look good, mama, shinin' through the trees Don't the
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Hey lady, hey darlin', hey baby I'm sorry but I can't be your boyfriend If you toy with my motherfuckin' emotions I'll kill you, bitch I'm fuckin' for real I'll make you suffer like I suffered If you fuck me then I'll make you fall in love Hey can we re,
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Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers) Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (pain make money) Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?) Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me numb-er
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