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Don't Make Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Tori Tana
Length: 4:04
Written by: Mytori Muse




Tori Tana - Don't Make Me Lyrics
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I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer
Her brother, a Phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me go back to the mask
You rich but you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
Pussy I'm poppin so pussy what's poppin
I sip on molasses this carbon got glasses
I'm drippin not dabbin know shooters who Cuban
You would think that they Mavericks
They say Ima addict I add it and add it
Then add it and add it, then add it and add it
These guns automatic they came from Bin Laden
Or maybe his brother my circle my huddle
I count by the duffle
Pour me a drank
And I pray that it's double
This nine on his shirt got him feeling like Tony
This mask on my on face got me lookin like Kony
Don't make me pull up with the homies
Don't make me pull up act a donkey
Trust no person, cause they flip
Catch a case, Bleed the fifth
We cant hang, I don't do cliffs
She heard Ima rapper treat me like a gift
I'm Tori I'm Tana its zone six Atlanta
I know you heard Future I know you heard Gucci
I'm on probation don't make me shoot uzis
I'm on probation don't make me shoot rugers
I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer her brother a Phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me, go back to the mask
You rich but you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
I f*ck up the beat I f*ck up freak
We f*ck up the sheets I f*ck up the streets
Play for the taking my Bitch she look greek
Play for the taking my Bitch she look greek
I don't show middle fingers I don't give no f*cks
Fill baby bottles baby I dont fill no cups
On probation with a pistol like James in a tux
Got bodies in bays that's a game vs the Buccs
Hol' up, 45 Banana
I might turn Chiraq in Atlanta
Used to say Tori but now she say Tana
Don't make me Blatt Blatt, then hide that camera
I'm so Real Right my girl name Miranda
This gun is Desiigna could kill me a panda
Cause pussy I'm poppin probation be watchin
But I still keep guns installed with binoculars
Don't give a f*ck I came from the basement
If she give a f*ck I make it amazing
This mask on my face but don't think Ima Raven
This money so slutty might give it a baby
Don't make me pull up with Ks , catch me a case
I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer her Brother a phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me, go Back to the mask
You rich But you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
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I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer
Her brother, a Phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me go back to the mask
You rich but you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
Pussy I'm poppin so pussy what's poppin
I sip on molasses this carbon got glasses
I'm drippin not dabbin know shooters who Cuban
You would think that they Mavericks
They say Ima addict I add it and add it
Then add it and add it, then add it and add it
These guns automatic they came from Bin Laden
Or maybe his brother my circle my huddle
I count by the duffle
Pour me a drank
And I pray that it's double
This nine on his shirt got him feeling like Tony
This mask on my on face got me lookin like Kony
Don't make me pull up with the homies
Don't make me pull up act a donkey
Trust no person, cause they flip
Catch a case, Bleed the fifth
We cant hang, I don't do cliffs
She heard Ima rapper treat me like a gift
I'm Tori I'm Tana its zone six Atlanta
I know you heard Future I know you heard Gucci
I'm on probation don't make me shoot uzis
I'm on probation don't make me shoot rugers
I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer her brother a Phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me, go back to the mask
You rich but you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
I f*ck up the beat I f*ck up freak
We f*ck up the sheets I f*ck up the streets
Play for the taking my Bitch she look greek
Play for the taking my Bitch she look greek
I don't show middle fingers I don't give no f*cks
Fill baby bottles baby I dont fill no cups
On probation with a pistol like James in a tux
Got bodies in bays that's a game vs the Buccs
Hol' up, 45 Banana
I might turn Chiraq in Atlanta
Used to say Tori but now she say Tana
Don't make me Blatt Blatt, then hide that camera
I'm so Real Right my girl name Miranda
This gun is Desiigna could kill me a panda
Cause pussy I'm poppin probation be watchin
But I still keep guns installed with binoculars
Don't give a f*ck I came from the basement
If she give a f*ck I make it amazing
This mask on my face but don't think Ima Raven
This money so slutty might give it a baby
Don't make me pull up with Ks , catch me a case
I ran up this paper like it was some steps
She wet as a swimmer her Brother a phelps
Catch you case sshhh sshhhhh or homie its death
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
In loop with some killers, don't me make take off this belt
Don't make me, catch me a case
Don't make me, have you erased
Don't make me, go Back to the mask
You rich But you pussy I call that a jag
Don't make me, grab the 380
Don't make me, turn you out baby
Don't make me, do something brazy
Don't make me, turn this city to Haiti
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Writer: Mytori Muse
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