Travis Porter - Make You Somebody lyrics

[Intro] Alright Girls , Get Up! You Know What That Means There's Money Upstairs ! Come On ! Lets Go ! Lets Get it ! Big Money ! [Chorus] I Say What's Up Wit it ? You Gonna Work Your Body I'mma Throw Out These Tips I'mma Make You Somebody Let Me Call You My b**h Let Me Call You my b**h Can I Call You my b**h? Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa. (x2) [Verse 1: Sterling Simms] You Know When its us You Can Smell the grape Dutch in the Air, Air, Airrrr! Got a Fist Full of Twentys Don't be a Dummy Girl Bring that Over Here, Here, Yeaaa Said, Don't be Acting Bougie About it, Like you were Buff And No I'm Not your Groupie or Trying to Fall in Love Take a Couple Shots, Girl get Bad Turn Around, Let me See Your Body Bend I'mma Catch you up on Your Rear Yea, Tonight I'm Gonna Make you Somebody, yea Tonight I'm Gonna Make you Somebody, baby [Chorus] I Say What's Up Wit it ? You Gonna Work Your Body I'mma Throw Out These Tips I'mma Make You Somebody Let Me Call You My b**h Let Me Call You my b**h Can I Call You my b**h? Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa. (x2) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Shawty Wanna be Famous Ass so big, Put her on my A List And I Land her like Acres, She Next to me like a Neighbor I Started Down with her Ankles, I Moved up to her Naval My Next Move is Fatal One Leg on the Bed, Other on the Table It's Going Down like Escalator Ben Franklin and the Twenty Separate Trynna Get her Body Naked f** Y'all, No Contraception Don't Roll Like That Showing Y'all s**as You ain't Never Really Ever Evenn Saw Like That Ball Like That, f** Your Girl And If the p**y Good, We at the Mall Like That [Verse 3: Tyga] Aaahhhh Gotta Whole Lotta Hundreds Ten Thousand in my Pocket, Right Now , Right Now Can I Make You a Offer How Much Gon' Cost Just to Take You Down I Got it, You Know it Let Me Cash You Out , Here Hold This Spit Game So Tight Think I Wrote This Baby Lets Move Forward, Get Focused Don't Tell Your Mama, That You f**ing With a Baller Already Got all this Gold sh**, Onnn Trynna be Lowkey Got Your Favorite Bad b**h Trynna Blow Me Roley, Rolex, Relax Say She Just Gave Me Head, Leaned Over in the Front Seat Dark Tint, So They Don't See Get it Off Slowly, High as they Know Me [Chorus] I Say What's Up Wit it ? You Gonna Work Your Body I'mma Throw Out These Tips I'mma Make You Somebody Let Me Call You My b**h Let Me Call You my b**h Can I Call You my b**h? Yea, Yea Yea Yeaaa. (x2) I Gonna make you somebody, girl