With a dozen roses, such would astound you
 The joy of children laughing around you
 These are the makings of you
 It is true, the makings of you
Boy, you remind me, remind me of my Gucci shoes
 Every time you walk past, all the girls be lookin' at you
 You got style just like a Bentley Coupe
 And I be losin' my mind every time I get next to you
I think I'm fallin' in love with you
 Baby, caught up in somethin' that's movin' so fast
 Never been with nobody else
 You and I tighter than the jeans on my ass
You remind me of this thing
 Somethin' like R. Kelly singin' 'bout a jeep
 Boy, you're everythin' to me
 And you're my, you're my, you're my property
Boy, you remind me, remind me of the ice on my rings
 Boys, you remind me of this
 These are the makings of you
 It is true, these are the makings of you
You remind me of the very first time
 You remind me of the time we made love
 Just like the 25th day of Christmas
 Waitin' for Santa Claus to show up
You got a heart of gold, baby, you should know
 Baby, you remind me of so much
 And baby, you always stay on my mind
 You're just like my rims, you shine
Boy, you remind me of 26's on my car
 Complete spinnin' around, lookin' like a superstar
 Boy, you remind me of how our life's supposed to be
 This is what you remind me
 And you're my, you're my property
Lookin' at you look at another
 Baby, I don't need another brother
 Satisfy my mind to the fullest of my body
 There's no pressure, baby
And now I keep it so real
 And I can't help it, you got that whip appeal
 What's the deal? Tell me how you feel
 Could it be me, me? [incomprehensible]
You like the ice on my wrist, it's like kick on my hip
 Mac on my lips, armor oil on my whip
 Butter on my shrimp, I'm the Gladys, you the Pip
 I keep my hair flip, the way you like to see me strip
Keep a money clip, you remind me of a tip
 Like a pair of jeans from Abercrombie when they rip
 Like a glass of wine every time I take a sip
 It's you
 (You, you, you, you, you, you)
Boy, you remind me, remind me of my Gucci shoes
 Every time you walk past, all the girls be lookin' at you
 You got style just like a Bentley Coupe
 And I be losin' my mind every time I get next to you
With a dozen roses, such would astound you
 The joy of children laughing around you
 These are the makings of you
 These, these are
 (It is true, the makings of you, you)
 
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