Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Let's Go, artist - Styles P. Album song Revenge, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 10.09.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Orchard
Song language: English
Let's Go |
| Let’s go! |
| Yeah, yeah, ohhhhh-whoa |
| I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa |
| Ohhhhh-whoa, let’s go! |
| Just wanna have fun, just wanna laugh hard |
| Passed out in the front yard or the back yard |
| Have me a ball right, stayed up all night |
| Thinkin to myself that the party was all right |
| Woke up with a hangover, who called the gang over? |
| Porsche, Corvette, Tahoe and the Range Rover |
| Pulled up in my driveway |
| I’m stuck so I look at 'em sideways |
| I need about an hour or less |
| To eat somethin then, run and take a shower and get fresh |
| Yeah, and then, all day long we on the hunt for the money |
| And, all night long we on the hunt for the money |
| Late night, probably in the club with a honey |
| She said make it rain, but she can’t get nothin from me |
| Let the roof burn, I bet tomorrow night it’d be sunny |
| Can you dig it? |
| Said a joke but she ain’t think it was funny, y’know? |
| In the club girl (yeah) V.I.P. |
| and (yeah) |
| Poppin bottles (yeah) Hennessy and (yeah) |
| LET’S GO! |
| Ohhhhh-whoa |
| I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa |
| On a island (yeah) jet-skiin (yeah) |
| Me and you girl (yeah) for the weekend (yeah) |
| LET’S GO! |
| Ohhhhh-whoa |
| I break it down like, ohhhhh-whoa |
| Big pimpin, big pimpin, yeahhhh |
| I just wanna get me a cup, go and sticky it up |
| For the young boys, blicky it up |
| Where the after party? |
| Know I got the piff in the truck |
| I’m a man stuck, and I’m the one that’s gettin them up |
| But I’m tired, can’t shake that last cup |
| Said the cops is comin, that’ll wake that ass up |
| Back to the block just to make that fast buck |
| Then I’m in the studio spittin them bars |
| I ain’t talkin 'bout coffee but I’m gettin them (Star-bucks) |
| Used to be, in and out of jail, you could blame it on hard luck |
| But now I’m doin good, it’s the gangster that God trust |
| Picture me up in the big crib |
| (Party and Bullshit) just like Big did |
| Sure then, hard y’know, just like a skid bid |
| Why you think they scared of me up in the business? |
| And when I go out, it’s to party and dance |
| Don’t you think about the heat, it’s just part of the pants |
| Cause I come from the streets where e’rybody is amped |
| So my man talk to 'em, give 'em a chance |
| See, I need two more Hennessy shots, bartender |
| Two more shots of Patrn to get up in her |
| Ohhhhh-whoa (ha ha, we takin shots) |
| Ohhhhh-whoa, to get up in her like |
| One for the money, two for the dough |
| Three for the DJ, fo' for the TKO-ohhhhhh |
| Ohhhhh-whoa, ohhhhh-whoa |