Making Love - KVN

I had figured it out what it be

See a nigga just do something pussy because they just won’t see

They just won’t see as if, you know, I’m in a real thing

Awesome awesome

Really don’t even call me Kevin no more, call me awesome, call me awesome

Exit off Highland, headed to the bottom

There go them dicks, (I see em') just watch em'

Make a left on East Buchanan, pull up in a backyard on Carolina

Me and Lil Ra-Ra, we juug in the city, at night I lick on her vagina

Shakira ain’t want me to fuck with Sharita, backdoor Vicky with Dewana

Trappin' a package, I wrap it, get at me

When Dominique pull up, I serve, he leave happy

Shout out to Spanky, we floodin' the drought

We on College at IHoP and Cherish can’t stand me

My pants is saggin' with 'bout 30 bands

Masquerade in New Orleans when I spotted Jasmine

Cedar pull up in Atlanta with Bizzy

That’s Bread Winner business, that’s Boobie and Menace

They land and say «Stand up» and eat niggas' chests

RIP Reezy, uptown in my section

Fear of Allah and all praise be to God

Be my only protection whenever I’m steppin'

Callin' out to the Creator

That Aramis will come up from under whatever

In the cell I can see all the pain in his eyes

And I wish I had somethin' to tell him

And I’m married to my hustle, makin' love

And ain’t nothin' in this world could break us up

And I’m married to my hustle, makin' love

And ain’t nothin' in this world could break us up

Think about respectin', everything I said, I meant it

Racin' modification on the Maserati engine

Pull up on the block, my bad, I’m sorry y’all hatin'

Shittin' ordinary life, fuck all of y’all lately

Gazin' out the sunroof, wonder why she not performin'

This bitch don’t wanna eat my dick, I told his ho don’t bother

Pull over, kick her out the car, won’t even tell her sorry

It’s a long walk back to B.R.

while in Georgia

Awesome, we almost home

And them niggas you fuckin' with don’t do no sparkin'

Don’t do no talkin', I will not ever see death

Listen carefully, nigga, I’m flawless

Illuminated by the high-power

Enlightened but walk in the darkness

Cast not your pearls to the swine, young nigga

Remembering what I had taught you

I am outweighing a truth and a lie

And I’ve been up 40 days on a flight

Overcooked dope with a grayish complexion

When it first hit the pot it was white

My oldest son lil' Tyler

Every time he 'round me he smilin'

And he know his daddy would turn this bitch to Afghanistan

No problem

And I’m married to my hustle, makin' love

And ain’t nothin' in this world could break us up

And I’m married to my hustle, makin' love

And ain’t nothin' in this world could break us up

Think about respectin', everything I said, I meant it

Racin' modification on the Maserati engine

Pull up on the block, my bad, I’m sorry y’all hatin'

Shittin' ordinary life, fuck all of y’all lately

Gazin' out the sunroof, wonder why she not performin'

This bitch don’t wanna eat my dick, I told his ho don’t bother

Pull over, kick her out the car, won’t even tell her sorry

It’s a long walk back to B.R.O.

while in Georgia

I had really did that, nigga thought I was stuntin'

The bitch ain’t want bless me, ya heard me?

I told her «Look bae, go get that out the trunk for me?»

You know, soon as she went and got it, you know

She forgot the Aston Martin had the automatic close button

SKRRRRRRT, BROOM

And it wasn’t my whip, it was a rent I’ma keep it one thousand

You heard me?

(Laughing)

Man you know I’m all the way out there, I don’t get tired