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ddg & og parker - let em go lyrics

[intro: 2kbaby]
ooh, yeah+yeah, yeah+yeah
yeah

[chorus: 2kbaby]
don’t get outta pocket or outta line, uh
let’s get on and poppin’, you rather fine, uh
name it and i got it, bae right on time
let me show you how i’m really rockin’, i’m quite a kind
slow your roll
go, whatever row float your boat
no, i wanna whole grow your soul
whoa, just listen though
i ain’t trippin’ bout these different hoes
let these b+tches go

[verse 1: ddg]
i can put you up in mercedes
if you have my baby
this forever, i f+ck with you daily since we started dating
we bе fighting, breakin’ up daily
know yo family hate me
don’t you worry, know you my lady you been tripping latеly
come on over, i’m f+ckin’ you nice
i’ma get you right
p+ssy soakin’ i dip it in rice, this a long night
slippery (slip, slip)
got the cl+t on ten like hillary
beat the p+ssy up, i’ma put it out it’s misery
i get jittery, yeah+ayy
i ain’t eat today, this henny hittin’ me
cut the bullsh+t and just tell me if you feelin’ me
how you gon tell me that you done, but you forgivin’ me?
[chorus: 2kbaby]
don’t get outta pocket or outta line, uh
let’s get on and poppin’, you rather fine, uh
name it and i got it, bae right on time
let me show you how i’m really rockin’, i’m quite a kind
slow your roll
go, whatever row float your boat
no, i wanna whole grow your soul
whoa, just listen though
i ain’t trippin’ bout these different hoes
let these b+tches go

[verse 2: 2kbaby]
business man, she got business plans
we got business goals
get it in, count them dividends
do our chicken poles
just a minute on this sprinter van, now we in quickie mode
i ain’t even stick it in, she feel it in her tippy toes
l!cky low, put it down her itty bitty throat
picky hoe, way she l!ck it, got a switchy flow
gritty though, she just keep on saying give me mo’
switchin’ through positions like it’s inny+miney+minny+moe

[verse 3: ddg]
yeah yeah, baby why you leaving me on read
we ain’t even f+ck she gave me head
come and smoke this blunt up in my bed, yeah, yeah
can you roll up, roll them leaves, smoke the weed can you hold up
i ain’t tryna let you leave cause you know us
we gon get back together
heard you got a n+gga but you know i hit it better
if i pull up i’ma bring the hoes out
it’s not a bnb lil’ b+tch, i bought the whole house (the whole house)
the b+tch get freaky in that bed, she use the whole mouth
i cannot cuddle after s+x, i gotta roll out
i get busy
when i’m not around you i feel empty
but these b+tches envy (yeah)
baby i’m so sorry, it’s too many, forgive me
[outro: 2kbaby]
let these b+tches go

- ddg og parker lyrics

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