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Fabolous - You Made Me [Explicit] ft. Tish Hyman [Official Video]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
Tish Hyman
Tish Hyman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
J. Woodard
J. Woodard
Songwriter
Ted Mills
Ted Mills
Songwriter
Diane Bernstein
Diane Bernstein
Songwriter
William Neale
William Neale
Songwriter
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chase N. Cashe
Chase N. Cashe
Producer
Mike Pitts
Mike Pitts
Recording Engineer
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Ken "Duro" Ifill
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I think we all try to be good people. But it's just thing you go through that make You who you are Nigga this is how you made me (This is how you, this is how you, this is how you made me) Nigga this is how you made me (This is how you, this is how you, this is how you made me) Hol' up Last time I trust a nigga he betrayed me Last time I trust a bitch, she played me Pardon me if I've been on one lately Yeah, this is how you niggas made me (This is how you, this is how you, this is how you made me) This is how you made me Thinking 'bout my old girlfriend, lil mama played me Left me for some light skin Kev with a Mercedes Back then I didn't have no whip, had to upgrade me Now I got those white boy M's, she ain't as shady Well karma is a bitch baby Oh you wasn't tryna chill hoes? (Remember that?) One day karma kicks you in the ass And I hope she wearing steel toes Tried to have my head all twisted, won't let 'em braid me I just gotta be who I be, don't let it jade me Life gave me lemons, it's time to lemonade me Music to my ears, the lies just serenade me And what they done to me, I done it to the next What goes around is coming to you next I dress like I'ma run into my ex And every time I run into her flex, uh Your boy tried to fuck me over, thought we was homies Guess he was a h-o-e when I say hoemies Niggas get some money then act like they don't know me Got a new phone, cut off the old phonies They ain't never pick up for me when I used to call And they ain't never pass the 'roc when they used to ball And they ain't never help me up when I used to fall Kept tryna do it big, fuck gettin' used to small After the success it's like yes they used to know me Now it ain't no 'Neneh nigga, I got Naomi Shoulda paid attention before you nigga owe me Since you down there on your knees, go ahead and blow me Suck a dick, tell a hater suck a dick Just a hood nigga that hit a fuckin' lick I keep my head up and I ain't never duckin' shit I'm self made, I don't owe a mother fucker shit, boi This is how you made me Niggas say I'm actin' crazy But this is how you made me So don't try to change me But nigga this is how you made me Nigga this is how you made me Nigga this is how you made me, nigga This is how ya, this how ya made me nigga
Writer(s): John Jackson, Ted Mills, William P Neale, Diane W Bernstein, Jesse Woodard Iv Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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