Make Up To Break Up

Come on, Mykel (let's go)

Make 'em feel it in they back, Mykel

Come on, Mykel (let's go)

Make 'em feel it in they back, Mykel

Ain't no breaking up, bitch, we take breaks

Hoes be waiting on the side to get in the game

I'll kick that bitch to the curb in a minute

Give him to you, ho, take him back, I ain't finished

Just like that, now that nigga don't know ya

Thought you did something, well, bitch, lemme show ya

That's my nigga even on mad day

Fuck that nigga, but he still my bae

Them hoes be ready for the break-up, on standby

Then we making up, askin' questions like

"Why he fucking with me?"

My pussy got him on lock, you still a duck I see

He giving me the bag, no questions, ho

He come when I call without a question, ho

Oh, yeah, I'm that bitch, and that's for sure

I'm VickeeLo if you hoes ain't know

We break up just to make up

I hate you when we make love

He said, "You mad at me, lemme fix it"

Bend that ass over, make that bitch kiss it, kiss it

Break up, but when we make up

Dick so good, boy gave me amnesia

I hopped on that dick, start riding, boy, please me, please me

He opened up my legs, start eating

Oh boy (oh boy), the way you eating me

Ain't no such thing as leaving me (leaving me)

Fuck me so right, stop teasing me

He put that dick in and start beating me (beating me)

Beat this pussy up, ooh, I like that (ooh, I like that)

Put it in, boy, and watch me fuck back (right there)

Beat this pussy up like a gun charge (gun charge)

I'm talking 'bout that boy out the ninth ward (ninth ward)

I'm talking 'bout that boy out the eighth ward (eighth ward)

I'm talking 'bout that boy out the tenth ward (tenth ward)

I'm talking 'bout that boy out the third ward (third ward, third ward, third ward...)

I'm talking 'bout that boy off second and D (second and D)

Thought he had me gone when he put it in me

Looked him in his eyes, pussy grippin' that meat (grippin' that meat)

Ooh, grip that meat

Grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip

Grip, grip, grip, grip, grip that meat

Grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip, grip that meat

Grip that meat

I'm gon' hurt your feelings every chance I get

Next time know who you fuckin' with, bitch

Break up just to make up

Break up just to make up

Break up just to make up (that's why we made)

I ain't going nowhere, bitch

He ain't going nowhere, bitch (that's why we made)

That's mines, and that's for sure

I'm VickeeLo if you hoes ain't know (hoes ain't know)