Music Video

Kevin Gates - Let It Go [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Invincible
Invincible
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Gates
Kevin Gates
Songwriter
Vincent Watson
Vincent Watson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Invincible
Invincible
Producer

Lyrics

Got your hair and nails fixed, you legit with it I see that you done got cocky, throw a fit with it I say, I bet you can't do it with some dick in you Huh, huh, dick in you, love Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Now let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go I started off tryna be a lover In a world full of lollipops I am not just another sucker I'm a man, I admit, I was lovin' on her 'Nother man with some chips started touchin' on her Tears rollin' down my eyes, I was dyin' inside But I got myself together and I got my bag up Now baby, you can have my number Welcome to the fan club I'ma give you a lil' money When you toot that ass up Heart frozen in the summer Got a rubber band crush I'ma drill you with some lumber While I grab your hair, love You know when daddy work the muscle It be hard to stand up Gotta get back to my hustle Then I pull my pants up Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Now let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Ayy, party nonstop 'cause the cash got big Heard shorty got shot That's why her ass not here Laid in the hospital with her grandma and them You ain't gotta call the cops Just her ass got did (Hold up) Same old titties with some brand new hips Still want a handout, ain't got her attitude fixed Did a, did a few tricks for some brand new kicks Did a split for the rent, but the bag ain't real I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Now let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go I need a bitch with her waist small (With her waist small) She gon' make a nigga's dick stand way tall (Way tall) I need a bitch with her waist small She gon' make a nigga's dick stand way tall, Lord I said pimp and ho-in', this the best goin' Ghetto renegades, yeah They tryna infiltrate (Infiltrate) I need a twelve-month run 'Fore I call you my girl (My girl) I am bougie out in public I won't tell you, Hi, girl (Hi girl) I will hit you and dismiss you quickly Tell you, Bye, girl (Bye, girl) Yellow bitch, black bitch But I love the white girl (But I love the white girl) I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Now let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go Let it go, let it go If the hoe wanna hoe, then let it go
Writer(s): Don Davis, Kevin Briggs, Harvey Scales, Vincent Watson, Kevin Gilyard, Al Vance, Jeffrey Thompson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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