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Make Up (R. City)

I give you everything you want But all you talk about is everything I don't Why you always talking slick? It's like I can't do nothing without getting lit Until I throw you on the bed Put it down, pull your hair, kiss your neck You love messing with my head Sometimes I think that you not even upset One day, me no even talking to you Next day, watch me call ya One minute, you hit me Then the next you want me put it on ya I love it when we fight just to make up Funny how bad words turn to making love I get under your skin, babe, just because I love it when we fight just to make up Well, make it up to me, baby I make you happy in the bed But girl, it's so much better any time I get you mad Why you so wicked and bad? Attitude makes me want to bend you over my legs Scream and yelling de house down Sometimes you love me, sometimes you're coming for my head We are we with the whole town Fighting like teenagers all over again We yelling, screaming Then I threaten that I'm gonna leave ya Then we get back, do it again And baby, here's the reason I love it when we fight just to make up Funny how bad words turn to making love I get under your skin, babe, just because I love it when we fight just to make up I'll make it up to you, baby I'll make it up to you, baby I'll make it up to you, make it up to you I'll make it up to you, baby Well, make it up to me, baby Well, make it up to me, baby Well, make it up to me, up to me I love it when we fight just to make up Funny how bad words turn to making love I get under your skin, babe, just because I love it when we fight just to make up I love it when we fight just to make up And it's funny how bad words turn to making love I get under your skin, babe, just because I love it when we fight just to make up