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T-Pain( Faheem Rasheed Najm )
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Let Me through
T-Pain Feat. Lil Wayne
Now I'm just sittin' here at this red light with my emergency brake on The wheels spinnin', whip lookin' like it got new skates on I'm talking 9.8 seconds boy, this ain't gonna take long Then I hop out at the finish line like, 'is this what you waitin' on?' I'll tell you what, homie, you ain't gotta wait long All I'm thinkin' bout this is trophy I'mma take home Give 'em somethin' they can hate on Confetti all over the place, girls poppin' out that cake holmes And my skin tone should be the only thing you askin' me about race holmes Yea, I'ma tell you what you not gonna do Cause if the wing pop out the back of that Ferrari Then the Bugatti got one too I'm tryna throw these great balls of fire, I'm talking wu-bablabum Jesus Christ, feel like I got two Bibles out, zoom-zoom And I'm like
Hold up, yeah, you gotta let me through Yea, you gotta let me through And I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too You gotta let me through You gotta let me through Cause I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too
I got too much rubber to burn, fire hazard Lil Tune, the tycoon Cash Money mascot, it's hot under this costume Got pedals I've never stepped on Buttons I've never pressed on Backseats I've never effed on Police, still get the F bomb I still ride with my niggas, money don't change a gangster And when I'm asked to pull a few strings I pull 'em until they untangle Watch me donuts as she throw up like hell yeah More money, more problems, I'm surprised I still have black hair I feel like racing racing, who racing? Don't give up the location And if we bet, I win then hit the strip club And go throw at them pole babies Riding so fast with the top down The wind sound like a standing ovation Tunechi, fast and furious, I like my bitch fast and flirtatious
Hold up, yeah, you gotta let me through Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Yea, you gotta let me through And I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too You gotta let me through You gotta let me through Cause I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too
No I don't know why y'all niggas think I been slackin' like I ain't been on my shit Until I pass by in that fast ride and now your bitch is on my dick I'm talkin' bout, slidin', back and forth up in your tub I fuck that shit on that video, now that video is on Pornhub I say ridin' through FSU in that fam, fam I've been packin' stacks and now we back to back on them can ams Lam-borghini paint I remain to reign over these lame-ass rap niggas Matter fact, niggas packed in the back Of the 'Lac with a knapsack full of Macs and snacks For the attack, you niggas ain't got time to react Nappy boy in this bitch bring the calvary back Teddy Pain motherfucker, I don't slack on the track Red dot to the dome, put a gap in your hat Chevy leanin' like a bitch, boy you have to relax Double sided like a battlin' axe You gettin' mad cause your rappin' is wack And all the shit that you been doin' recently My niggas laughin' at that
Hold up, yeah, you gotta let me through Yea, you gotta let me through And I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too You gotta let me through You gotta let me through Cause I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too
Hold up, yeah, you gotta let me through Yea, you gotta let me through And I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too You gotta let me through You gotta let me through Cause I stay ridin', you gotta let me through And my niggas slidin', so you gotta let them too
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