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| Fabolous From Nothin' to Somethin' Yep, I'm Back 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 you make me better [verse] 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 names (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 intercepts guess it's a "G" thinq.. whenever we swing, ima need lorretta scott if im gunna 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 you make me better [verse] First things first I does what I do but everything I am, she's my improved i'm already boss, im already fly but if I am 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 (eh eh eh eh) and though im hot (to to to) together we burn it up 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 mans problems (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 you make me better beside every great man, you can find a women like a soldier holding him down [verse] she treats me like a don, watchs for the hit she checks where I go, even watchs 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 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 you make me better |
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