T-Pain

T-Pain - Let Me Thru lyrics

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Feat. Lil Wayne

Now I’m just sitting here in this red line

With my murders to break on

The Will spinning, whip on like he got new skates on

I’m talking 9.8 seconds, boy this ain’t gonna take long

Then I hop out on the finish line

Like this what you waiting on?

I tell you what, hold me in, got the way alone

I don’t think about it, just thought I will just get home

Get ‘em something they can hate on

Confetti all over the place, girl popping on that cake on

And my skin toes should be the only think that you ask me about that race

Yeah I’mma tell you what you not gonna do

Cuz if that wing pop after and bag that Ferrari

That Buggati got one too

I try to throw these great balls on fire

I talkin’ ‘bout

Bump-balam-bamboo

Jesus Christ still like I got two bubbles up

And I’m like hold up, hold up yeah

You got to let me throw

You got to let me throw

And I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let me throw

You got to let ‘em throw

You got to let me throw

Yeah

You got to let me throw

Cuz I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let ‘em throw

I got rubber and got fire hazing

Let on and tape on,

Cash money, mascot

It’s hot under this costume

Got pedals I never stepped on

Buttons I never pressed on

Back sits I never been on

Police still get the elbowed

And I still ride with my niggas

Money don’t change the gangster

And when I ask and pull to pull a few strings

I pull ‘em until they on tangle

Watch me do up and she throw up

Like hell yeah, more money, more problems

I’m surprise I still have black hair

I feel like brake it, brake how race it?

Don’t get fuck the location

And if we bet I thought we go on strip club and go throw it up on poor babies

Ride so fast with the top down

The wind sign like they stand in no ration

Don’t you fast and furious

I like my bitch fast and filtration

And I’m like hold up, hold up yeah

You got to let me throw

You got to let me throw

And I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let me throw

You got to let ‘em throw

You got to let me throw

Yeah

You got to let me throw

Cuz I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let ‘em too

I don’t know why y’all niggas think I’ve been slagging

Like I ain’t be on my shit

Until I pass by in that fast ride

Now your bitch is on my dick

I’m talking ‘bout slide, back and ford up in youtube

I put that shit on that video, now that video is on porn

I stay ride in the Fs. shoe in that fam, damn fam

I’ve been packing stacks and now we back to back

Lam, the union paying, I remain all they saying man

Matter of fast nigga packing the back niggas

On the lack with the (?) full of nap and stacks man

Full of your nacks (?) they kinda react

Now the boys in this beach and they kinda get back

Take the pain motherfucker I don’t get on return

Red ball, to the dog and (?)

Like your bitch, boy you have to look back

Double shot like a double in that, she need that

Cuz you rocking and rap and all the shit that you’ve been doing recently

My nigga laughing of that

hold up, hold up yeah

You got to let me throw

You got to let me throw

And I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let me throw

You got to let ‘em throw

You got to let me throw

Yeah

You got to let me throw

Cuz I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let ‘em too

hold up, hold up yeah

You got to let me throw

You got to let me throw

And I stay ride, ride

You got to let me throw

And my niggas try slide

You got to let me throw

You got to let ‘em throw

You got to let me throw

Yeah

You got to let me throw

Cuz I stay ride, ride

You got to let me too

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