Red Cafe - Let It Go (Remix) lyrics

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Red Cafe - Let It Go (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Red Cafe] Light skin broad, f** her in the car And gave her my work, told her put it in her bra Next week this time, she k**in' them all Tell your ex n***a I'mma show him how to ball I'm a dope boy, kush flowery Ain't been a better bad boy since Mike Lowery Fresh like I dry cleaned the whole wardrobe My team doing numbers, check the bar codes I don't chase money, don't ever chase b**hes I just chase liquor, but have them all licking Back in my city, I'm a guerilla I got that uncut, I'm a dope dealer! [Hook: Red Cafe] I'm dope boy, balling I swear I should be playing at the garden I'm looking like dope boy, in my Jordans And I ain't flipping numbers 'til the morning I let it go, let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go [Verse 2: Diddy] Yeah, last time when you seen me I was in that blue thing With a supermodel now, I'm in that new thing With a newer model and I made her pump the gas Took her up to Harlem, then I pumped that a** I remember I was counting five hundred milly Around the same time Weezy recorded A Milli One for the money, two for the money Love a real b**h that's all about her money! Sorry a** n***as out here looking funny So im in my own world, spaced out, Kid Cudi Hold the f** up! R.I.P HUDDY, we're still stuntin' on 'em got the hood going dummy [Hook] [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Slumber party in apartments I should win a drug dealing contest I'm so real, you could catch a contact Got that dough dick, I can make her come back I still sleep with my scale All I had for breakfast was an L All I had for dinner was some good p**y I got a package in the mail with some good Kushy Bring your girl here, I might spoil her Four door porsche with the spoiler I keep k**ing p**y, call my lawyer Make my girl Jackson like Latoya [Hook] [Verse 4: French Montana] More j**els, more cars and more skrilla Last sleep, first up like a dope dealer Purple leaf for the smoky mirrors I ride on your b**h with a four wheeler Uh, sharp shooter like the old Miller Banana clip, gon' play Gorilla Stepping on your own blood, there's your red bottoms Shot my homie penthouse, the feds got him Look at Shawty a** she can't stand straight Spent your down payment on my landscape Any means necessary, I'mma gon' get her You're f**ing with the n***as hands on with it [Hook]

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