Let It Go Songtext
von Kevin Gates
Let It Go Songtext
Got your hair and nails fixed, you legit with it
I see that you done got cocky, throw a fit with it
I say, I bet you can′t do it with some dick in you
Huh, huh, dick in you, love
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
I started off tryna be a lover
In a world full of lollipops
I am not just another sucker
I'm a man, I admit, I was lovin′ on her
'Nother man with some chips started touchin' on her
Tears rollin′ down my eyes, I was dyin′ inside
But I got myself together and I got my bag up
Now baby, you can have my number
Welcome to the fan club
I'ma give you a lil′ money
When you toot that ass up
Heart frozen in the summer
Got a rubber band crush
I'ma drill you with some lumber
While I grab your hair, love
You know when daddy work the muscle
It be hard to stand up
Gotta get back to my hustle
Then I pull my pants up
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Ayy, party nonstop ′cause the cash got big
Heard shorty got shot
That's why her ass not here
Laid in the hospital with her grandma and them
You ain′t gotta call the cops
Just her ass got did (Hold up)
Same old titties with some brand new hips
Still want a handout, ain't got her attitude fixed
Did a, did a few tricks for some brand new kicks
Did a split for the rent, but the bag ain't real
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
I need a bitch with her waist small (With her waist small)
She gon′ make a nigga′s dick stand way tall (Way tall)
I need a bitch with her waist small
She gon' make a nigga′s dick stand way tall, Lord
I said pimp and ho-in', this the best goin′
Ghetto renegades, yeah
They tryna infiltrate (Infiltrate)
I need a twelve-month run
'Fore I call you my girl (My girl)
I am bougie out in public
I won′t tell you, Hi, girl (Hi girl)
I will hit you and dismiss you quickly
Tell you, Bye, girl (Bye, girl)
Yellow bitch, black bitch
But I love the white girl (But I love the white girl)
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
I see that you done got cocky, throw a fit with it
I say, I bet you can′t do it with some dick in you
Huh, huh, dick in you, love
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
I started off tryna be a lover
In a world full of lollipops
I am not just another sucker
I'm a man, I admit, I was lovin′ on her
'Nother man with some chips started touchin' on her
Tears rollin′ down my eyes, I was dyin′ inside
But I got myself together and I got my bag up
Now baby, you can have my number
Welcome to the fan club
I'ma give you a lil′ money
When you toot that ass up
Heart frozen in the summer
Got a rubber band crush
I'ma drill you with some lumber
While I grab your hair, love
You know when daddy work the muscle
It be hard to stand up
Gotta get back to my hustle
Then I pull my pants up
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Ayy, party nonstop ′cause the cash got big
Heard shorty got shot
That's why her ass not here
Laid in the hospital with her grandma and them
You ain′t gotta call the cops
Just her ass got did (Hold up)
Same old titties with some brand new hips
Still want a handout, ain't got her attitude fixed
Did a, did a few tricks for some brand new kicks
Did a split for the rent, but the bag ain't real
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
I need a bitch with her waist small (With her waist small)
She gon′ make a nigga′s dick stand way tall (Way tall)
I need a bitch with her waist small
She gon' make a nigga′s dick stand way tall, Lord
I said pimp and ho-in', this the best goin′
Ghetto renegades, yeah
They tryna infiltrate (Infiltrate)
I need a twelve-month run
'Fore I call you my girl (My girl)
I am bougie out in public
I won′t tell you, Hi, girl (Hi girl)
I will hit you and dismiss you quickly
Tell you, Bye, girl (Bye, girl)
Yellow bitch, black bitch
But I love the white girl (But I love the white girl)
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Writer(s): Bernard Edwards, Nile Rodgers, Tony Dofat, Jay King, Valerie Watson, Walter Phillips, Louis Bell, E. Velasquez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com