Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let' Em Go, artist - Master P. Album song Good Side / Bad Side, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.03.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: E1
Song language: English
Let' Em Go |
This goes out to anybody in the club |
That’s with somebody and wanna to be with somebody else |
I mean, some of y’all ain’t got y’all shit together |
And wanna be with a baller, let 'em go |
Let 'em go (let 'em go) |
Let 'em go (let 'em go) |
Don’t handcuff 'em whodi let the girl work the floor |
You just security for the night whodi, you ain’t the police |
See your girl wanna be free, and if you show her drinks on me |
And if she wanna play a little, then let her play |
But if y’all happy enough, I’m sorry y’all have a nice day |
Cause I ain’t no homewrecker |
But baby look at what you missed |
24's on the ride and ice on the wrist |
I wanna take you out the hood and let you live like Nick Jassiter??? |
Roll with this thug but you gotta get rid of that cancer |
Then we can beep beep, I mean, creep creep |
I ain’t the Ying Yang Twins but you know I like to skeet skeet |
And that boy got a chick I like |
But I just came in the party I ain’t came to start a fight |
Yeah, they know the kid roll up on them 21's |
Diamonds on my wrist reflectin' colors like some Lucky Charms |
Niggas grabbin' they girls and puttin' cuffs up on me on |
She think she all hot but she was until she met the don |
I got my game from the Colonel spit a flame at her |
Burnin' with nothing, the girl around me cause I set her up |
But my aim ain’t to hurt, I know my name |
And I con her I might hit her with some G but I won’t stack her up |
Hot spitter man, money and cars I got it |
Young like ??? |
we’ll come too my house and talk about it |
Shorty diggin' on me, just let her step with the dog |
Take them handcuffs off a whodi you ain’t a wrestler frog |
Let 'em go |
So if they came with you, and don’t leave with you |
Don’t trip |
Just let 'em go |
Cause tomorrow, you can do your thing, you heard |
That’s some real game |
Club over now |
Go home |
Fuck, go cry or something |
We ain’t bout to fight behind no broad |
I got money, I’m out |