99 Percent, Sage The Gemini, Problem - Let Her Go feat. Sage The Gemini & Problem

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Oh, o-o-o-oh
Nigga, what you mean?
If that’s your bitch, why she all on me?
I got too much dough to be worryin' 'bout a hoe
Bitch all this cash on me (On me)
Tell the hoes in here, so
You better let her go
Choose up, boy, if she ain’t loyal to the soil then let her go
Do it for the vine, girl
Twerk some, I’ma get it from behind, girl
Drop it low, baby, show me what that thang do
Make that booty bounce like a kangaroo
Aye, go crazy wit' it
Good good, make a nigga want a baby in it
Cheap nigga, so you know I ain’t payin for shit
You want your bills paid?
Bitch, you crazy as shit
Go Keisha, go Keisha, go
Get on the pole if you want that dough
I said, «Go Keisha, go Keisha, go»
She a thot so I had to let her go (Bitch)
Oh
Nigga what you mean (What you mean)
If that’s yo' bitch, why she all on me?
I got too much dough to be worryin' 'bout a hoe (What)
Bitch all this cash on me (On me)
Tell the hoes in here, so (Hoes in here)
You better let her go
Choose up, boy, if she ain’t loyal to the soil then let her go
She think she get me head with her hair tied (Hair tied)
I ain’t met a girl that ain’t lied (Ain't lied)
Can’t let her go 'cause she ain’t mine
Friend down, head down at the same time
I just wanna yike in it (Yike in it)
So hit a nigga, if you need a side nigga (Side nigga)
Pass you a blunt, bitch, no
All in my ear, like shut up (Bi-bi-bitch you broke)
Make that yo' girl right there
Hold up, guess that little thottin' ass that finally got boo’d up
Let her go, bruh, if she wanna choose up
Gave her that dick (Dick)
Before you threw the deuce up
Oh (Yup)
Nigga what you mean (What you mean)
If that’s yo' bitch, why she all on me?
I got too much dough to be worryin' 'bout a hoe (What)
Bitch all this cash on me (On me)
Tell the hoes in here, so (Hoes in here)
You better let her go
Choose up, boy, if she ain’t loyal to the soil then let her go (What)
You better
B-b-big bread, no beef or cheddar
Like a grilled cheese sandwich, I eat it up (What)
Make once then I beat it up (Yeah)
Yeah, like a nigga I got problems wit' it (Huh)
Got money out the air, stop a lotta shit
You fuckboys that’s a lotta bitch
Turn them king, and your prince better honor it
to LA, it’s that Cali love
Out-of-towners need to hit me quick for that Cali club
Why? 'Cause I got a
35,000 sittin' on my white seat
Oh (Bitch)
Nigga, what you mean (What you mean)
If that’s yo' bitch, why she all on me?
I got too much dough to be worryin' 'bout a hoe (What)
Bitch, all this cash on me (On me)
Tell the hoes in here, so (Hoes in here)
You better let her go
Choose up, boy, if she ain’t loyal to the soil then let her go