Testo della canzone Can't Let You Go (feat. Eric Bellinger) (Mozzy), tratta dall'album Beyond Bulletproof

Can't Let You Go (feat. Eric Bellinger) - Mozzy

Yeah, woah
This gon' be your favorite song
It's Eazy

Girl, I really fuck with you, ayy
Tryna see what's up with you, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go
You're the one I want in my life, ayy
I've been stayin' up at night, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go

Could barely roll a 'Wood, but she hood and I love that
Since she ain't got no nigga, let me run that
Fuck ya in the back of this 'Ghini, you ever done that?
End up in the fed for this yeeky if you don't tuck that
She tried to brush me off but I'm like fuck that
Shoulda never let me hit it, need my run backs, yeah
She went from Jelly slides to Chanelly slides
She went from Honda Civics to Pirelli tires
I tell you about my other bitch before I tell a lie
You can say I'm sprung on you, guess I fell in line
Fell out over a lil' petty shit like hella times
Your commitment unwavering, that shit hella tight
G-O-D, I love your life (Girl, I)

Girl, I really fuck with you, ayy
Tryna see what's up with you, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go
You're the one I want in my life, ayy
I've been stayin' up at night, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go

All the side pieces dime pieces
She inquire 'bout the chain, these is light pieces (Light pieces), yeah
That skin complexion like a light Reese's (Like a light Reese's)
I might nibble on her neck just 'cause I like Reese's
VS on all inside the time pieces
We be funkin' for nothin' and try to find reasons
Lord, newly-designed cleavage with the ass shots (With the ass shots)
Ain't tend to fall in love with niggas from the blacktop
Pebble Beach, the sandbox
You gon' hold me don' if I went down for that blam, ma
Committed to this shit before we met, that's who I am, ma
Respect the way you stand on your principles, I'm a fan, ma
What qualifies an applicant that's tryna be your man, ma? (Girl, I)

Girl I really fuck with you, ayy
Tryna see what's up with you, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go
You're the one I want in my life, ayy
I've been stayin' up at night, ayy, I can't leave you alone
I know I'm livin' wrong, but I can't let you go

But I can't let you go
But I can't let you go
But I can't let you go
But I can't let you go



Credits
Writer(s): Justin Gregory Smith, John David Jackson, Timothy Patterson, Loving Cynthia, Eric A Bellinger, Breland
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