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Let It Go (remix) Lyrics

(Feat. Diddy, 2 Chainz & French Montana)

JMore money!
Yeah, ain't nobody getting as much money as us, baby!
Shake down!
More money!
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 killin' them all
Tell your ex n***** I'ma show him how to ball
I'm a dope boy, ... and been a better bad boy since Mike Leary
Fresh like I dry cleaner the whole wardrobe
My team doing numbers, check the bar codes
I don't chase money, don't eve chase b******
I just chase liquor, with hella malt liquor,
Back in my city, I'm a gorilla
I got that uncut, I'm a dope dealer!

Chorus:
I'm dope boy, balling,
I swear I should be playing at the garden
I'm looking like dope boy, in my jordens
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
I let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go
Take that, let me get this!

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 new model and I made her pump the gas
Took her off the Harlem, and I pumped that a**
I remember I was countin around five hundred milly
Around the same time weezy recorded a milly
One for the money, two for the money,
Love a real b****, that's all about the money!
Sorry a** n****** out here looking funny
So im in my own world s***ed out kid cuddi
Hold the f***** up!
Rip huddywe're still stuntin and we have the hood going dummy
Chorus:
I'm dope boy, balling,
I swear I should be playing at the garden
I'm looking like dope boy, in my jordens
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
I let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go
Take that, let me get this!

Slumber party in the partments,
I should win a drug dealin contest
I'm so real, you could catch a contact
Got that dough d*** I can made c** back
I still sleep with my scale
All I have for breakfast was a L
All I have for dinner was some good p****
I got a package in the mail of some good kush
Bring your girl here I might swallow her
Four door porche with the spoiler
I keep killing p**** call my lawyer
Make my girl jackson like latoya

Chorus:
I'm dope boy, balling,
I swear I should be playing at the garden
I'm looking like dope boy, in my jordens
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
I let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go
Take that, let me get this!
More jewels, more cars and more skrilla
Last leaf first up like a dope dealer
Purple leaves for the smoky mirrors
I ride on your b**** with a four wheeler,
Uh, sharp shooter like the old miller
Banana clip, goin play goin realer
Stepping on your own blood theres your red bottom
Shout my n**** penthouse the feds got him
Look at Shawty a** she can't stand straight
Special down payment on my landscape.
Any means necessary, I'mma go get it
You're f****** with the n****** hands on wit it

Chorus:
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
I let it go, let it go, let it go
I let it go, let it go
Take that, let me get this!
And I ain't flipping numbers till the morning
Now let it go, let it go.
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