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Make It Happen

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Make It Happen was released on January 26, 2009 by Stay Tooned Entertainment as a part of the album Make It Happen

Song Details

AlbumMake It Happen

Release DateJanuary 26, 2009

LabelStay Tooned Entertainment

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM114

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

R.I.P.

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Franky Baby The Stock Town Foo

Franky Baby The Stock Town Foo

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Franky Baby The Stock Town Foo

Franky Baby The Stock Town Foo

Producer

Lyrics

Rolex watch, 18 karat

I'm so fly, I don't wear it

Pull up, music blaring

I drive by, all y'all staring

With a flick of the wrist I stop traffic

Red light, green light, come on, let's smash it

Fiend for that paper, dog, I got to have it

Call me Philly cause it's automatic

Or maybe produce cause I get that cabbage

'Bout my money, homie, I'm a savage

Have you found my lunch meat wrapped in plastic

After a while, that smell nasty

Yeah, that smell nasty

Most of y'all fake cause y'all just acting

And I'm just laughing

I get that cake cause I make it happen

Bake that cake, get that dough

I get money, come on, let's go

What's your side? Who you with?

Let's get money, do this shit

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

Y'all acting, we stacking

Y'all motherfuckers really don't know me

The name's Grip, stay puffing on that OG

Paranoia, move slowly

Move too fast, I might think you the police

And y'all motherfuckers really don't want that

Stay strapped, hear the hammer go click-clack

Fuck with me, somebody get kidnapped

Come home from work like, "Honey, where the kids at?"

I told you, I don't play with it

Southside rider but I'm so Bay with it

Kush in the Swish, yeah, I stay with it

Stacking my chips, dog, I go get it

Cause if I want it then I gotta make it happen

Y'all rapping, we stacking

Y'all acting, we trapping

Duct tape, Ziploc plastic

Bake that cake, get that dough

I get money, come on, let's go

What's your side? Who you with?

Let's get money, do this shit

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

Y'all acting, we stacking

Look, dog, please believe

You'll never meet another white boy like me

They say his dad's the gutter and his mom's the street

Damn, he don't sound white to me

I swept through this industry like a disease

Have all the white boys wanna be like me

Out there grinding hard and repping these streets

From Oakland, California to South St. Pete

Florida, where a thug was raised

Stacked my chips, moved to the Bay

On a mission for more money, I gotta get paid

I'm serious, homie, I'm tired of waiting

I guess if you want it, dog, then do it yourself

Cause the only one you can trust is yourself

So do what you do and keep on stacking

Cause if you want it, gotta make it happen

Bake that cake, get that dough

I get money, come on, let's go

What's your side? Who you with?

Let's get money, do this shit

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

If you want it then you gotta make it happen

Y'all acting, we stacking

Written by: Franky Baby The Stock Town Foo

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