Let' Em Go Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - Master P

(feat. Curren$y) 

[Master P] 

This goes out to anybody in the club 

That's with somebody and wanna to be with somebody else 

I mean, some of y'all ain't got y'all shit together 

And wanna be with a baller, let 'em go 

[Chorus (4x):] 

[Master P] 

Let 'em go (let 'em go) 

Let 'em go (let 'em go) 

Don't handcuff 'em whodi let the girl work the floor 

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[Master P] 

You just security for the night whodi, you ain't the police 

See your girl wanna be free, and if you show her drinks on me 

And if she wanna play a little, then let her play 

But if y'all happy enough, I'm sorry y'all have a nice day 

'Cause I ain't no homewrecker 

But baby look at what you missed 

24's on the ride and ice on the wrist 

I wanna take you out the hood and let you live like Nick Jassiter? 

Roll with this thug but you gotta get rid of that cancer 

Then we can beep beep, I mean, creep creep 

I ain't the Ying Yang Twins but you know I like to skeet skeet 

And that boy got a chick I like 

But I just came in the party I ain't came to start a fight 

[Chorus (4x)] 

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[Curren$y] 

Yeah, they know the kid roll up on them 21's 

Diamonds on my wrist reflectin' colors like some Lucky Charms 

Niggaz grabbin' they girls and puttin' cuffs up on me on 

She think she all hot but she was until she met the don 

I got my game from the Colonel spit a flame at her 

Burnin' with nothing, the girl around me 'cause I set her up 

But my aim ain't to hurt, I know my name 

And I con her I might hit her with some G but I won't stack her up 

Hot spitter man, money and cars I got it 

Young like? we'll come too my house and talk about it 

Shorty diggin' on me, just let her step with the dog 

Take them handcuffs off a whodi you ain't a wrestler frog 

[Chorus (4x)] 

[Master P] 

Let 'em go 

So if they came with you, and don't leave with you 

Don't trip 

Just let 'em go 

'Cause tomorrow, you can do your thing, you heard 

That's some real game 

Club over now 

Go home 

Fuck, go cry or something 

We ain't bout to fight behind no broad 

I got money, I'm out