Let It Go (Remix)

[Intro] (Jahlil Beats, holla at me!) [Verse 1: Red Cafe] Light skin broad, fuck her in the car And gave her my work, told her put it in her bra Next week this time, she killin' them all Tell your ex nigga I'ma show him how to ball I'm a dope boy, kush flowery Ain't been a better bad boy since Mike Lowery Fresh like I dry cleaned the whole wardrobe My team doing numbers, check the bar codes I don't chase money, don't ever chase bitches I just chase liquor, with hella mo liquor Back in my city, I'm a guerilla I got that uncut, I'm a dope dealer! [Chorus: Red Cafe] I'm dope boy, balling I swear I should be playing at the garden I'm looking like dope boy, in my Jordans And I ain't flipping numbers 'til the morning I let it go, let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go [Verse 2: Diddy] Yeah, last time when you seen me I was in that blue thing With a supermodel now, I'm in that new thing With a newer model and I made her pump the gas Took her up to Harlem, then I pumped that ass I remember I was counting five hundred milly Around the same time Weezy recorded A Milli One for the money, two for the money Love a real bitch that's all about her money! Sorry ass niggas out here looking funny So im in my own world, spaced out, Kid Cudi Hold the fuck up! R.I.P HUDDY We're still stuntin' on 'em got the hood going dummy [Chorus: Red Cafe] I'm dope boy, balling I swear I should be playing at the garden I'm looking like dope boy, in my Jordans And I ain't flipping numbers 'til the morning I let it go, let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Slumber party in apartments I should win a drug dealing contest I'm so real, you could catch a contact Got that dough dick, I can make her come back I still sleep with my scale All I had for breakfast was an L All I had for dinner was some good pussy I got a package in the mail with some good Kushy Bring your girl here, I might spoil her Four door porsche with the spoiler I keep killing pussy, call my lawyer Make my girl Jackson like Latoya [Chorus: Red Cafe] I'm dope boy, balling I swear I should be playing at the garden I'm looking like dope boy, in my Jordans And I ain't flipping numbers 'til the morning I let it go, let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go [Verse 4: French Montana] More jewels, more cars and more skrilla Last sleep, first up like a dope dealer Purple leaf for the smoky mirrors I ride on your bitch with a four wheeler Uh, sharp shooter like the old Miller Banana clip, gon' play Gorilla Stepping on your own blood, there's your red bottoms Shot my homie penthouse, the feds got him Look at Shawty ass she can't stand straight Spent your down payment on my landscape Any means necessary, I'ma gon' get it You're fucking with the niggas hands on with it [Chorus: Red Cafe] I'm dope boy, balling I swear I should be playing at the garden I'm looking like dope boy, in my Jordans And I ain't flipping numbers 'til the morning I let it go, let it go, let it go I let it go, let it go