Tamar

Tamar - Let Him Go lyrics

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(feat. Sole')

[Intro]

Uh, yeah, Redzone, Sole'

Tamar, yeah, like that

Yeah, what

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, what

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Yeah, what

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Fly shit

Uh-huh, uh-huh

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

[Tamar]

I saw your nigga, don'tcha know

And now you're alone, fo' sho

Gotta let you know, I gotta let you know

Saw him ridin' down 86 with that trick

Gotta admit, they make it slick

I told ya he ain't shit, oh oh

Oh oh oh

[1: Tamar]

If you say your man's not doin' you right

And if you say he don't work it right

And if he's come home late at night

Let him go, just let him go

If you're doin' more than he's doin' for you

And if he ain't got no time for you

You give all your money and he has none for you

Let him go, just let him go, yeah

[Tamar]

How many times, how many lies?

How many nights you gonna cry?

And be there all alone, oh, no, oh oh

Why can't you see?

Just make him leave and take the key

Cuz girl believe he'll be back again

Again, again, again, again

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[Tamar]

Why don't you want a man to treat you right?

Why do you sit and listen to all his lies?

You don't wanna take care of a grown man all your life

Just disconnect the phone

And leave the man alone, let him go

[Sole']

Uh, girl leave that nigga alone

Shoulda been gone, when he pulled that shit with the cell phone

Mothafucka wanna lock his ??

Seen him out with the bitch and shit's known

Fuck love, put him out, don't ask him shit

Fast as shit, put it like this be the last of shit

He be beggin' for the passion shit

Thinkin' 'bout fuckin' you when he jackin' shit, yeah

You done seen him slip, seen him trip

Seen the other bitches that he's flossin' with

Just make sure you two ain't sharin' cyph

From his hand ?? fill the bitch

You can tell in his eyes, lies

Hold ya head high and roll, goodbye

No time to cry, seen him out, big surprise

It's time to fly, the love died, yeah

You way too good for that nigga

Did all you should for that nigga

Love had you blinded, rewinded

Died if you could for that nigga

Gave your life for that nigga

You'd be a wife for that nigga

If he can't match you with sorries, you make it right for that nigga

He's a fuckin' problem here, solve it here

Get all your shit before mobbin' here

Clean him out like you robbin' here

Don't be cryin'

Ain't no nigga got a job in here, yeah

You ain't have any luck with that

Stuck with that, ain't nobody fuck with that

Since you gave up on that

High price, nobody can fuck with that, what

[1]

[Tamar]

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

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