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Ee Ah Oh Ah Ah,
That means I love you if you got dollas.
Yes, ain't no stoppin' there.
Let's go, let's go if you talkin' (like a player?)

Let’s go
If your sittin at home talking to him on the phone,
And he aint’t call without no style of his own.
You wishin' that you was gone, throwin back the Patron?
You aint wrong because you’d rather be with me in the zone.
Let’s go,
Sorry, your lady has been taken.
You can find us up in the mo' with the flo' shakin'.
And I aint even the one that’s bringin' her home the bacon.
You the one been talking bout kickin' my face in?
Let’s go,
You can do whateva you gonna,
My rebel persona, that got me dressin' red as I wanna, ahead of you stronga.
The problem is you dead as a coma.
You sick of me, but I’m right here to put the medicine on ya.
Let’s go,
Got 'em all frightened of the titan.
You mice men too light to get fights in with the bison.
It's all excitin, my Benz reeled your wife in
I ruined your life when i produced a license.

Let’s go
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the flo'.
Let’s go'
If you wanna ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin there fo'?
Let’s go,
You can hate cause I’m dippin' witcha mate.
Out the gate, let’s roll, let’s bounce, let’s skate.
Let’s go,
To the room, let’s go to the left.
Let’s go, Your boyfriend aint talkin' 'bout shit.

Post it up, squat low like a pig.
And all this Patron changed the whole motion of your ship.
And i ain't gotta decide to proceed without a grip.
So we can just do it movin' if it's all on the bed.
Let's go,
They likin' the skinny jeans and tha kicks.
And Judy Wells.
But I ain't into pleasin the tricks.
I'm in the top.
With porche's and keys to a set,
So sit back and let the engine breathe a lil bit.
Let's Go,
But I'm highly in the hoochie holla are-o,
Money, all the beezy's got it from my uncle Larry-o.
Superstar to me when I'm playin' on your radio.
Addicted to Regina when she ain't a robbin' are-o.
Let's go,
Kutt, Kutty Calhoun is the scenario,
Kansas City to Oak,
My folks like Big Mac's dare-o.
Tell 'em it's raining game.
He's soakin' up every drank.
Gonna give you a party for the marry-o,
DAMN.

Let’s go,
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the pedal to the flo'.
Let’s go,
If you wanna ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin there fo?
Let’s go,
You can hate cause I’m dippin witcha mate.
Out the gate, let’s roll, let’s bounce, let’s skate.
Let’s go,
To the room, let’s go, to the left.
Let’s go, Your boyfriend aint talkin' bout shit.

Get down, gotta get down, girl.
Is you ready to roll?
Well shit, let’s go.
Hit that K-C-MO straight from the O.
I got that dro, sip that purp.
What we call it fo?
I hit that herb and get that urge to knock down on yo doors.
Get in this car. I’m a star, you aint noticed yet?
Look at these shoes,
Look at these jewels shinin' on my neck.
I spit that venom then I send em in the remover denim,
And once I get 'em, then I bend 'em, then I can’t remember 'em.
I stay persistent and consistent when it comes to pimpin.
Your hoe gets sentenced from a sentance when it comes to repentance.
I go the distance when I hit the fuck like I'm demented.
Position switchin, position shiftin, like I invent it.
The art of fuckin, seduction we goin tit-for-tat.
And when she suckin', I'm bustin', I'm tryna hit her tat.
She said her dude rang,
But really he's too lame.
Battlin' Tech N9NE, you know that we are too strange.

Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow, got the cash, and the peddle to the flo'.
Let's go,
If you want a ride, let me know.
We can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin' there fo?
Let's go,
You can hate, cuz I'm dippin' witcha mate.
Out the gate, let's roll, let's bounce, let's skate.
Let's go,
To the room, let's go, to the left.
Let's go, your boyfriend ain't talkin' 'bout shit.
Let's go.