Fabolous Make Me Better Lyrics
[ CHORUS ]
i`ma movement by myself
but i`ma force when we're together
mami im good all by myself
but baby you, you make me better.
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better


[ VERSE 1 (loso) ]
You plus me, it equals better math
your boy a good look but she my better half
i`m already bossing, already flossing
but why have the cake if it ain`t got the sweet frosting?
(ya ya ya ya) keeping me on my A-game
(wha wha wha wha) without having the same name
(they they they they they)they may flame -- (buh buh buh buh)but shorty we burn it up
the sag in my swag. pep in my step
daddy do the gucci
mami in Giuseppe's
guess its a "G" thinq..
whenever we swing, ima need Corretta Scott if im gonna be King.

** CHORUS **
i`ma movement by myself
but i`ma force when we're together
mami im good all by myself
but baby you, you make me better.
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better




[ VERSE 2 (ne-yo) ]
First things first
i does what i do
but everything i am, shes my improved
im already boss, im already fly
but if i'm a star, she is the sky
(ah ah ah)and when i feel like im on top
(she she she)she give me reason to not stop
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(eh eh eh eh) and though im hot, (to to to) together we burn it up

[ Verse 3 (loso) ]
the caked up cut
the cleaned up ice
when shorty come around, i clean up nice
dynamic duo, batman & robin.
whoever don't like it, its that man's problem
(eh eh eh) and when i feel like im tired, (ma ma ma) mami be taken me higher
(uh uh uh uh uh) im on fire, (buh buh buh) but shorty we burn it up.

** CHORUS **
i`ma movement by myself
but i`ma force when we're together
mami im good all by myself
but baby you, you make me better.
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better



[ ne-yo ]
beside every great man, you can find a women like a soldier, holding him down

[ Verse 4 (loso) ]
she treats me like a don, watches for the hit
she checks where i go, even watches who im wit
the right when im wrong, so i never slip
show me how to move, thats why i never trip
and babygirl you so major, they should front page ya
God bless the parents who made ya
middle finger to anybody who hate the
WAY WE BURN IT UP!


** CHORUS **
i`ma movement by myself
but i`ma force when we're together
mami im good all by myself
but baby you, you make me better.
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better
you make me better


Lil J on the track
You already know
It's ya boy lil' scrappy
I like it when she
Rock her hips then wave and sip
She rock her hips then wave and sip
She rock her hips
She rock her hips
She rock her hips then
Wave and sip

Look at them hips, I like how she rock it
She bend that thing ova and to the ground
She be dropping and popping hard as she can,
Got me hard in the pants
Because she all in her stash,
Doing her motherfucking dance man
Look, lil' buddy cute in the face
She rock her hips to the bass
She take a sip when she wave
And wanna get wit Lil'J
After she dance on that pole
I pull my cash so quick and fast
When that ass hit the floor

Now I got 32 flavors of that bootylious bubblegum
Raspberry, grape, cherry,
Come and get this honey bun
Yummy-yum baby, not your ordinary lady
Known to drive the niggas crazy
Willy Wonka wanna pay me
On the daily
Off the hizzle
rock my hips
Shake my skittle
Soda popping, watch it sizzle
Man this shit right here the shizzle
Smoking on the hottest drizzle
Wanna taste it just a little
Rock my hips and make it wiggle
Wave and sipping in this bizzle

[Chorus 2x]

I like it when she show me she can
Rock it, roll it, drop it to the floor
Boucin' slow
Shorty's all pro
That's the way to go
Jello booty ooo-wee
Got a nigga glacin' every time that - react
"I thought I saw a putty cat"
Gimme, gimme, gimme that
Fat cat, don't act on a pimp
You got me enticed by the way you rock them hips
You's a trip, girl, doing all them tricks
That's what's up
I like that shit a lot, come holla at a thug

A-towns finest I'm the top notch glamour chick
Tell me if I throw it at you baby
Can you handle it
'Cause the cause is Russian
If a hater wanna run they lip
Step up in the club and have them whispering
God-damn she thick
Take it to the bar
Hypnotic, and Hennessey is on my list
Seductively, moving my body
Now watch me rock my hips
Take a sip of that goose
I'm looking good and living lavish
Big boy pimping pop and dippin'
Now tell me I'm not the baddest

I walk in the club and she wobbling and shaking
I wanna take to the house
So a player start breaking in
Her motherfucking back like a player suppose
Goddamn lil' buddy touch your toes
Goddamn lil' buddy, take off your clothes
And let me see that apple bottom
And that brown booty

Shorty slide up and down on that pole,
V.I.P. that's how it motherfucking goes

[Chorus 2x]

She rock her hips
She rock her hips
I like that way
She rock her hips
She rock her hips
I like the way
She rock her hips




From: “rock yo hips”
By: crime mob