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Let It Off ft. Sav & Dj Rob E Rob Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2010
Lyrics
And as we let it off word up,
This is brand new cash featuring sav word
Just cause you see me rolling in the club
With a bottle full of bub and a pocket full of dubs
Don't get it confused, I got the snub
And you don't wanna end up catching something in your mug
I let it off I got that P-95 up in the club I let it off
I got that lil Beretta up in the club I let it off
And if the bouncer try to grab up on me
Got the mag up on me you better back up homie I let it off
Niggas is sleeping But Sav will let it off, I'm a young nigga
With the mind of a boss All my niggas trapping
So you know we gotta floss And I'm still flipping chickens
Its canaries in the cross bulletproof Porsche
The stash for the ruger and when I see homie
It's off with his medulla
I ain't dipset, but yeah, i'ma show off
Throw a few dollars in the air and dust your hoe off
I'm on the block doing what I'm supposed to
And I stay strapped with the Luger in the holster
Always in the roaster, backseat flow
Cause I'm always getting chauffeured, front I got the toaster
Play the coffee role my nigga and ill fold ya
Rolling like a coaster, sav is a soldier
And you shouldn't judge a book by its cover
Cause the Springfield is chrome
And the handle is rubber, motherfucker
Just cause you see me rolling in the club
With a bottle full of bub and a pocket full of dubs
Don't get it confused, I got the snub
And you don't wanna end up catching something in your mug
I let it off I got that P-95 up in the club I let it off
I got that lil Beretta up in the club I let it off
And if the bouncer try to grab up on me
Got the mag up on me you better back up homie I let it off
Look, i'm ready for a good time, so let's begin
But when I'm stepping in, you know I got my weapon in
I get it in, cause the bouncers ain't checking me
So in the club on my waist is where the Wesson be
I tell y'all why these labels stressing me
Cause I'm in control of the game, just like a referee
And for the haters, y'all never gon' fade us
All I do is roll right past em' like skaters
Y'all rapping bout how y'all spraying off them glocks
Y'all some pump fake niggas hesitating with them shots
When y'all see the rocks that I got up in the watch
Try to take it if you want, I'm letting off on the spot
I let it off, that's what happen when
It's time to leave a coward dead
I pull out and start spraying like a shower head
Just cause I got these jewels and all that
Don't think I don't got the tool so fall back
Just cause you see me rolling in the club
With a bottle full of bub and a pocket full of dubs
Don't get it confused, I got the snub
And you don't wanna end up catching something in your mug
I let it off I got that P-95 up in the club I let it off
I got that lil Beretta up in the club I let it off
And if the bouncer try to grab up on me
Got the mag up on me you better back up homie I let it off