Can't Let You Go (Remix)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Homie, I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But this clip on the 16

You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)

I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

The way you shakin' that ass (No, no, no)

Now there's nothin' in this world that I can't get ya

I can't sweat ya, but I can't let ya

Don't get carried away, I just met ya

Or you can get carried away on that stretcher

And you respect this gangster

When you lookin' at this big diamonds and the

necklace, ain't ya?

Checking the 22s on the Lexus ain't ya?

Peepin' at them black air mex's ain't ya?

Friends would say I'm gassin' ya

Cause there ain't enough room in the coupe for more passengers

But while they feedin' and hatin'

We be leanin' and escapin'

Keep these beats circulating, but you mean I be thinking

Shorty's, a little bit too hype

But if a nigga give her anything

It will be the pipe, and it will be alright

Cause you know the kid will be the type

And do it like Lewinsky, beeyatch!

[Chorus]

Homie, I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But this clip on the 16

You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)

I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But you lookin' so good

And that's just why I can't let them (No)

You will never step out of line and come out your face

Cause you don't want to see these guns come out the waist

It'll be weeks before your neck come out the brace

Months before the verdict come out the case

When I'm there, the hypno come out the case

Hip hop pops wait for me to come out the place

But you know whenever fellas go through

I'm in the platinum and yellow gold too

I'll always get them girls do the kinky things

When they see the size of the pinky ring

It looks like a bracelet on my finger

Wedding ring in my ear

Earrings on my neck, yeah what you expect

Nigga, I'm something like a pimp

Something about the limp

Before something like I'm pimp

Instead I'm something like a pimp

Cause every thirty days I'm pulling up with something with a tint

[Chorus]

[Bridge]

And I know something that you don't know

Can't nobody stop my nine

Can't nobody stop my shine

Can't nobody stop my grind

And I know something that you don't know

Can't nobody stop my flow

Can't nobody stop my glow

Can't nobody stop my dough

Uh oh, you might see me in Brooklyn

My heed is homie if you ever see me in Brooklyn

Cause my hat is on the top down when I go back

My bulletproof vest on under the throwback

I don't see no other platinum rappers doing good like me in the hood like me

But keep it in the stat for when they pull the rover

You heard what happened the last time they pull me over?