Thutmose - Let Em Go lyrics

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Thutmose - Let Em Go lyrics

All my old hoes want the best for me (Yung Lan on the track) R.I.P the p**y, make it rest in peace Yeah I got the sauce, I got the recipe White girls askin' where my n***as at Can't you see they here with me? All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncers showin' extra love when we pull up Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncer showin' extra love when we pull up, yeah Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds All my old hoes want the best for me R.I.P the p**y, make it rest in peace Yeah I got the sauce, I got the recipe White girls askin' where my n***as at Can't you see they here with me? Young n***a came up from the mud, turned to a boss I was raised in the streets out in New York dodgin' the law Never been to London but always studied a broad And she say she on her period so I'm f**in' her jaws Cop the coupe, yeah I love the two seaters Lean on me like that sh** n***as be mixin' up in that two liters Just saw God and she look like Lupita, woah Time to hit the road Life but a show so give the people what they want Brooklyn boy, what's up? All my old hoes want the best for me R.I.P the p**y, make it rest in peace Yeah I got the sauce, I got the recipe White girls askin' where my n***as at Can't you see they here with me? All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncers showin' extra love when we pull up Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncer showin' extra love when we pull up, yeah Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds Cut off all the fakes, yeah, they dead to me We throwin' shots to their head like they Kennedy I gotta leave a f**in' legacy, how else will they remember me? Be careful when you winning 'cause they say success brings jealousy I'm runnin' off to better things, VIP, they envy me Like I ain't work this hard Watch me finesse with all these melodies I don't give a f**, oh I can't hang with y'all, no Love me out in Houston And they love me in Chicago, yeah Yeah, I'm goin' savage mode Runnin' 'round, I got the antidote Late registration but I got a scholarship long, long time ago Let 'em fall like dominoes Tell your b**h to come vamanos Please leave your man at the door Tell that man he gotta adiós All my old hoes want the best for me R.I.P the p**y, make it rest in peace Yeah I got the sauce, I got the recipe White girls askin' where my n***as at Can't you see they here with me? All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncers showin' extra love when we pull up Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds, yeah All my dawgs came ready, let 'em go Bouncer showin' extra love when we pull up, yeah Fashion week, I'm in Milan, I'm with Dior Middle finger to the fakes, like f** the frauds