Red Cafe Let It Go Rmx текст песни, слова песни Let It Go Rmx Red Cafe & Diddy, 2chainz, French Montana
Red Cafe - Let It Go Rmx
feat. Diddy, 2chainz, French Montana
And gave her my work, told her put it in her bra
Next week this time, she killin' them all
Tell your ex nigger I'm a show him how to ball
I'm a dope boy, put [?] and been a better bad boy since Mike Leary
Fresh like I dryclean the whole wardrobe
My team doing numbers, check the bar code
I don't chase money, don't eve chase bitches
I just chase liquor, but have them all licking
Back in my city, I'm a gorilla
I got that uncut, I'm a dope dealer
I'm dope boy, balling,
I swear I should be playing at the garden
I'm looking like dope boy, you my darlings
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
Now let it go, let it go
I ain't gotta turn swag on, fuck is your problem
[?] now when the hoes coming down
Fuck y'all lames, ain't not [?]
And our homie always do it for the city
And I love my city, all we do is stack paper
[?] getting money that's what's up
Party all night long, and my team riding with me [?]
I'm dope boy, balling,
I swear I should be playing at the garden
I'm looking like dope boy, you my darlings
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
Now let it go, let it go.
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