Captain Make It Happen Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah
Bitch, I'm captain make it happen, it's hard to stay relaxing
So much undone, the feeling's raw from lack of action
I could be a lawyer for the laws of attraction
All the people you present, I lapped them and I passed them
Future looking brighter than the lights from those with badges
Yeah, I was a Boy Scout, I'm fire with no matches
Cold heart, polar opposite from average
Time don't ever wait, that's why it's rollie before patek
Check the mathematics, divided from the ones I carried, now the numbers adding
Niggas always mad and wanna run with what you hand them
But they can't start a play like a CD full of scratches
They wanna have it, poof, like it's cartoon magic
Lay down on the shore and spread your legs like grandma's ashes
She multi-talented, got vacuum suction and do taxes
Ahead of all her classes, read a room and don't need glasses
I'm a kid playing in puddles, how I smile when it splashes
Such a sweetheart, that's why her cats smell like molasses
Really? Molasses? Yeah
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah
Niggas with no chips always asking, what's the buy-in
I'm betting on myself, it's not a gamble when it's mine in
Truth'll set you free, your hands tied, cause you lying
That grudge you holding ancient, like you beefing with a Mayan
Bitches on the bus always asking, what you driving
Trying to make his pockets hurt, cause her credit card declining
All them bitches like is getting dick drama and fighting
If she don't speak my language, I'ma leave the bitch on typing
Trying to clash with a titan, but she's the Titanic
She's used to an absolutely different dynamic
From the hood, I'm a mechanic, growth was organic
From Atlanta, and she wet like the Atlantic
Got my waves dipping, clothes tailor-made fitting
Roof came missing, in a German whip lane switching
In a plane lifting, OJ and champagne sipping
I tame women, eyes roll when I maintain rhythm
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She moan when I'm inside it, groaning it when I go, wanna help me guide it in
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah
She get nasty, she get nasty, yeah