Hunxho – Gotta Make Sense Lyrics

Gotta Make Sense

Hunxho

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"Gotta Make Sense." - Hunxho

Saturday, 24 October 2026, 07:39 pm

Album: For Her 2

Track No: 03

If you want more of my time, you can't buy it
Better give me a sign, show me there's no pride in it
'Cause I'm drivin' off free, dippin' in the ocean
I brought the drop-top to you, speedin' on my long drive
Don't wanna waste my feelings, missing my emotion
How will they be down? You guessed wrong, they don't
Yeah, I'm tired, but I'm not tied down
Whatever we do, girl, it got to make sense, I ain't tryna keep fallin' in love (In love)
I bought the Culli', it came with the tints, baby, girl, we can fuck in the car (In the car)
If I ever said somethin' to you, then I meant this shit, you can hold me to it (Hold me to it)
If you make me mad, I'ma show you when I bend you over, girl, don't do it (Girl, don't do it)
I can never be the same when I'm with you, I admit that I enjoy it (Enjoy it)
You can never be same when you with me, take this dick, put out them toys
You ain't ever have to call that man, baby, I'm that man, I'm not that boy
And I love when you talk back to me, when I'm in it, girl, I'm in love
Whatever we do, girl, it gotta make sense, I ain't tryna go back to the start (To the start)
You fuckin' with me and I'm fuckin' with you, I ain't tryna go back how it was (How it was)
I put a couple of them in your bag, yes, baby, it's Goyard
It don't even matter if you get mad at me, you stay gettin' fucked
I ain't been fuckin' with none of the pit boys, baby, you're my dog
You know if I call you, you gettin' picked up in a brand-new car (New car)
She say she wanna live inside of my skin, then come on, get inside (Get inside)
I know when I left you, girl, I ain't call it off, but that's my pride
You know you the baddest bitch in the room, but that's if you walk inside (Walk inside)
I want you to think I don't know what I'm doin', so I'ma just take my time (Take my time)
She need her hair and nails did, I send it right on time (Right on time)
Whenever we fuck, the bed be wetter than ever, girl, you my kind
Whatever we do, girl, it got to make sense, yeah
I bought the Culli', it came with the tints, baby, girl, we can fuck in the car
If I ever said somethin' to you, then I meant this shit, you can hold me to it
If you make me mad, I'ma show you when I bend you over, girl, don't do it
I can never be the same when I'm with you, I admit that I enjoy it
You can never be same when you with me, take this dick, put out them toys
You ain't ever have to call that man, baby, I'm that man, I'm not that boy
And I love when you talk back to me, when I'm in it, girl, I'm in love
What you wanna do?
Wanna fuck in the car, on top of the car?
Inside the car?
Or we can just fuck in the house?
Fuck it, we can fuck on top of the house
Or is you tryna get put through the mat'?
You tell me
But all this back and forth shit, I ain't with it
I ain't tryna go fuck with her, then go fuck with her
And fall in love with her, fall out of love with her
Just to end up back with you
And your birthday comin' up, I know you want somethin' for your birthday
What you want for your birthday?

Writer(s): Abishek Prakash, Dylan Hyde, Ibrahim Dodo, Maxwell Yeager & Nathaniel Hill.

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