Tekst:
Hole Make Me Over

Oh, make me over I'm all I want to be A walking study In demonology Hey, so glad you could make it Yeah, now you really made it Hey, so glad you could

overs Spending nights in studio try to be Hova, Be in the thrown instead of being ya own But look [Chorus:] Young Check your freestyle I am fast approachin on the weekend It's me

Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but

gonna do? Tell me what we gonna do CHECK IT! (Chorus) What are we doing and where we gonna GO! So fast its gonna blow dry your ass HOLE! Get out the

for them busters, who put the work in I can still see my fuckin' boys' body jerkin' I ran over to him, put my hand on his chest Hole like an apple in

make sure my casket's closed Rap critics that say he's 'Money, Cash, Hoes' I'm from the hood stupid, what type of facts are those? If you grew up with holes

on line Tryin' to get my act together and do it one more time Twenty one guns salute with all nines And I know it's on me to make sure that we all shine

to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Ah, ah, ah, ah Take

make up She casually allure, text message break up, the casualty of tour How she gon' wake up and not love me no more I thought I was the ass hole,