Tytuł: Can't Let You Go (Remix)

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No, no, no, no, no, no, no
  
  Homie, I don't think you know me (No)
  And I don't think I know you (No)
  But this clip on the 16
  You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)
  I don't think you know me (No)
  And I don't think I know you (No)
  The way you shakin' that ass (No, no, no)
  
  Now there's nothin' in this world that I can't get ya
  I can't sweat ya, but I can't let ya
  Don't get carried away, I just met ya
  Or you can get carried away on that stretcher
  And you respect this gangster
  When you lookin' at this big diamonds and the
  necklace, ain't ya?
  Checking the 22s on the Lexus ain't ya?
  Peepin' at them black air mex's ain't ya?
  Friends would say I'm gassin' ya
  Cause there ain't enough room in the coupe for more passengers
  But while they feedin' and hatin'
  We be leanin' and escapin'
  Keep these beats circulating, but you mean I be thinking
  Shorty's, a little bit too hype
  But if a nigga give her anything
  It will be the pipe, and it will be alright
  Cause you know the kid will be the type
  And do it like Lewinsky, beeyatch!
  
  [Chorus]
  Homie, I don't think you know me (No)
  And I don't think I know you (No)
  But this clip on the 16
  You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)
  I don't think you know me (No)
  And I don't think I know you (No)
  But you lookin' so good
  And that's just why I can't let them (No)
  
  You will never step out of line and come out your face
  Cause you don't want to see these guns come out the waist
  It'll be weeks before your neck come out the brace
  Months before the verdict come out the case
  When I'm there, the hypno come out the case
  Hip hop pops wait for me to come out the place
  But you know whenever fellas go through
  I'm in the platinum and yellow gold too
  I'll always get them girls do the kinky things
  When they see the size of the pinky ring
  It looks like a bracelet on my finger
  Wedding ring in my ear
  Earrings on my neck, yeah what you expect
  Nigga, I'm something like a pimp
  Something about the limp
  Before something like I'm pimp
  Instead I'm something like a pimp
  Cause every thirty days I'm pulling up with something with a tint
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Bridge]
  And I know something that you don't know
  Can't nobody stop my nine
  Can't nobody stop my shine
  Can't nobody stop my grind
  And I know something that you don't know
  Can't nobody stop my flow
  Can't nobody stop my glow
  Can't nobody stop my dough
  
  Uh oh, you might see me in Brooklyn
  My heed is homie if you ever see me in Brooklyn
  Cause my hat is on the top down when I go back
  My bulletproof vest on under the throwback
  I don't see no other platinum rappers doing good like me in the hood like me
  But keep it in the stat for when they pull the rover
  You heard what happened the last time they pull me over?
  
  [Chorus]