Can’t Let You Go lyrics

[Lil' Flip - talking]
Wheew
Reality check
I ain't hear to, sing to ya
Ring a ring to ya
b*tch please (b*tch please)
b*tch please, lick these!
You tease
Sucka free

[Lil' Flip]
b*tch please, you don't need to miss me
Cuz when I come around you don't even kiss me
But it's coo (it's coo), I ain't a foo (ain't a foo)
It's twelve thirty, how the f*ck you at schoo
b*tch please, I'm about to leave
Cuz I, got another trick up my sleeve
Be gone I don't need you no mo
Cuz you ain't sh*t but a dirty ass hoe
b*tch please, you wearin' ya friends clothes
Broke, smokin' my indo
Tryin', to stay in my f*ckin' house (get the f*ck out)
b*tch, quit, runnin ya mouth
b*tch please, I don't like ya ass
If ya go to jail, hoe I won't write ya ass
I won't lick ya ass, I'll jus stick ya ass
Treat ya like a bug n i'll pick ya ass
b*tch please, then I'm jumpin' in my lambo (lambo)
Got a gun n*ggas call me rambo
Don't give a damn I got more ammo
Lil Ron, that's my fammo
[Pimpin' Ken]
b*tch Please, you can't understand
I'm the thug type dude, I don't hold no hands
What you talkin' bout you wanna be my wife
b*tch, you gave the n*gga head on the first night
That ain't right, b*tch please
Ya listnin to ya friends
Tryna go through the mall and hit me from my ends
Tryna roll my benz, I can't let that happen
That's why a n*gga, keep on rappin'
b*tch Please, I don't f*ck wit u
You a busta type b*tch, runnin wit ya crew
Everythang ain't all good, when ya in the place
Ya make a n*gga wanna put a punch to ya face

[Lil' Flip]
b*tch please, I don't play that sh*t
When you talkin' wit ya girls, don't say that sh*t
That I be doin, or who I be f*ckin'
Cuz I'm gonna come, and give yo ass a concussion
What the f*ck was you thinkin?
Jus because I got a benz, that I don't have a lincoln?
What the f*ck was you doin?
Why the f*ck, why you playin wit me, what you persuin?
I know you wanna come to a n*gga house (house)
You on ya period, then put it in ya mouth
Like jigga said, f*ck what a n*gga said
Don't f*ck wit him, Lil' Flip got bigga bread
I got money, and I got that sh*t for safe
Got a mutha f*ckin ring and a nice face
Won't catch a case, I gotta good lawyer
Cuz when you knock a n*gga out, errybody saw ya
f*ck that, I got a gun n*gga b*tch please
Got more jewlery than Mista T
I'm like Mister freeze, lookin' at my watch (why)
sh*t tac toe, I got the clover on the top (n*gga)
I'm in the block (block), I'm in the drop (drop)
n*ggas know the cops, runnin' in the spot (spot)
If ya, too hot (hot) tryna be too fast
Yea I don't sell drugs so don't ever ask me
Don't put sh*t past me, Imma have to get n*ggas who blast me
I ain't trippin' on these n*ggas, I ain't slippin' on these n*ggas
Imma pull off my belt, and give a whippin' to these n*ggas
[Lil' Flip - talking]
Haha, Lil' Flip
b*tch please
This how we do it (this how we do it)
b*tch please, b*tch please, b*tch please