We Make Em Say by Katie Tropp Lyrics
[Katie Tropp: Verse 1]
Hey how ya doin’? Welcome to the show
It’s Katie Tropp and Mac Nitti bout ta create more
Magic for your ears, music for your soul
We bout ta make the bitches bend over touch they toes
We go hard because we bleed hip hop
Always on point as soon as the beat drop
My flow stabs like a knife and the pain don't stop
I shanked you multiple times and you didn't bleed a drop
Cause my flow so clean it reigns supreme
Look at me once I'll be your wet dream
Because I am the brand new shiny thing
But before you have them thoughts better get to know me
Cuz I ain't like the rest I am the truth
Rather be rhymin’ in the booth than be chasing after you
Because drama I don't do
Ain't nobodies fool
I am married to the game ain't got no time for you!
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!
[Mac Nitti: Verse 2]
Yo it’s that bald headed cool and crispy
You know my steeze Nitti representin’ Roc City
The Buddah Monk the one they hate who got his focus gritty
Unless I get a call from my homie Katie Trizzy
Mac Kevorkian slice a young rapper up
Don’t give a fuck bout who around son you better duck
And you can catch me masturbatin’ with my victims blood
Before they die make them say my name and watch me cum
Some say I’m wrong but I bet that nigga learned his lesson
Say your blessings before I split this dudes intestines
From TX to the Roc Mac and Katie Tropp split your wigs and make your brains drop
Sam Jackson and the rappin’ Juliette Lewis
Now who dem is who think they wanna try and come and do us?
And if there’s more send em all my way
Mac Nitti Katie Tropp we make em say…
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 3]
Look at me people
Katie Tropp's an equal
To any other man because I work as hard as he will
I don't make excuses or be actin’ all deceitful
Just worry about myself don't let the negative defeat you
It doesn't matter what you try to say
Because my heart is the one thing that you cannot take away
Yes I have a brain
Not gonna be no mans’ slave
That's the fuckin’ truth I'd rather drown in a bucket full of AIDS!
I know you want your women to be prim and proper
Speak only when spoken to Betty Crocker
But that shit ain't for me I'd probably off ya
Temper can be outta control because I'm off my rocker
But for some reason you still want a piece
Of Katie Tropp but you still don't see
That I ain't the same not like everybody
Only a select few can get to know me!
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!
Hey how ya doin’? Welcome to the show
It’s Katie Tropp and Mac Nitti bout ta create more
Magic for your ears, music for your soul
We bout ta make the bitches bend over touch they toes
We go hard because we bleed hip hop
Always on point as soon as the beat drop
My flow stabs like a knife and the pain don't stop
I shanked you multiple times and you didn't bleed a drop
Cause my flow so clean it reigns supreme
Look at me once I'll be your wet dream
Because I am the brand new shiny thing
But before you have them thoughts better get to know me
Cuz I ain't like the rest I am the truth
Rather be rhymin’ in the booth than be chasing after you
Because drama I don't do
Ain't nobodies fool
I am married to the game ain't got no time for you!
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!
[Mac Nitti: Verse 2]
Yo it’s that bald headed cool and crispy
You know my steeze Nitti representin’ Roc City
The Buddah Monk the one they hate who got his focus gritty
Unless I get a call from my homie Katie Trizzy
Mac Kevorkian slice a young rapper up
Don’t give a fuck bout who around son you better duck
And you can catch me masturbatin’ with my victims blood
Before they die make them say my name and watch me cum
Some say I’m wrong but I bet that nigga learned his lesson
Say your blessings before I split this dudes intestines
From TX to the Roc Mac and Katie Tropp split your wigs and make your brains drop
Sam Jackson and the rappin’ Juliette Lewis
Now who dem is who think they wanna try and come and do us?
And if there’s more send em all my way
Mac Nitti Katie Tropp we make em say…
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!
[Katie Tropp: Verse 3]
Look at me people
Katie Tropp's an equal
To any other man because I work as hard as he will
I don't make excuses or be actin’ all deceitful
Just worry about myself don't let the negative defeat you
It doesn't matter what you try to say
Because my heart is the one thing that you cannot take away
Yes I have a brain
Not gonna be no mans’ slave
That's the fuckin’ truth I'd rather drown in a bucket full of AIDS!
I know you want your women to be prim and proper
Speak only when spoken to Betty Crocker
But that shit ain't for me I'd probably off ya
Temper can be outta control because I'm off my rocker
But for some reason you still want a piece
Of Katie Tropp but you still don't see
That I ain't the same not like everybody
Only a select few can get to know me!
[Katie Tropp & Mac Nitti: Chorus]
(Ohhh baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh Baby)
That's right mutha fuckas!
(Ohhh Baby)
We make em say what!?
(Oh Ohhh Oh baby)
Katie Tropp, Mac Nitti!