You Make Me Better..

I'm a movement by myself.
But I'm a force when we're together.
Mami I'm good all by myself.
But baby you, you make me better.
You make me better

You plus me, it equals better math.
Ya boy a good look but, she my better half.
I'm already bossin', already flossin'.
But why I have the cake if it ain't got the sweet frostin'?.
Keepin' me on my A game.
Without havin' the same name.
They may flame.
But shawty, we burn it up.
The sag in my swag, pep in my step.
Daddy do the Gucci, mami in Giuseppes.
Yes it's a G thing, whenever we swing.
I'mma need Coretta Scott, if I'm gonna be King.

First thing's first, I does what I do.
But everything I am, she's my influ.
I'm already boss, I'm already fly.
But if I'm a star, she is the sky.
And when I feel like I'm on top.
She give me reason to not stop.
And though I'm hot.
Together we burn it up

Beside every great man, you can find a woman like a soldier holdin' him down.

And she treats me like a Don, watches for the hit.
Checks where I go, even watches who I'm with.
The right when I'm wrong, so I never slip.
Show me how to move, that's why I never trip.
And baby girl, you're so major, they should front-page ya.
God bless the parents who made you.
Middle fingered anybody who hate the,
Way that we burn it up.

Prove it baby..once you do..ill never stop loving you..