Let's Go (feat. Cam’ron) [Explicit]

I've really been trying, baby

Trying to hold back these feelings for so long

And if you feel like I feel, baby

Then come on

Oh, come on

Woo, let's get it on

Let's get it on, ****

Aw man, let's get it on, man

Santana, you on your own, man

Hold the set down, let's do it, man

Yeah, you **** dealin' with a G from the block

Yeah, it's me from the block

Quick to tell a ****

But I don't really like to beef on the block

That bring heat to the block

I got to eat on the block, ****

Yeah, you dealing with a pimp from the hood

Keep a chick from the hood

Quick to tell her, hey

Come on, let's go, I'm trying to do it so, hey

I'm one hell of a guy, fly fella can fly

Like scarface, one hell of a high

One hell of a ride that I drive

23's look like propellers on the side

Who's stuntin' like me?

Who fronting like me?

Who did it, who did it, who done it like me? You?

Who wishing? Who fronting? Who want it from me? You?

Come get it, you want it

It's nothing to me

And you? Chumps already know how I feel

When it comes to the pumping the steel

It's like

You know what these wild boys tote

Tie 'em up with the cowboy rope, so

Let's get it on, y'all

Hey ma, back that ass up

Looking back, I almost crashed up so

That's love right there, hit 'em one more time

Man, you dudes could get it

That's the word to the slant on my Houston fitted

I send rockets at you dudes and midgets

Send cock up in you goose and pigeons, so

I know you like that, mama, I'll be right back, mama, so

Do you believe me? Don't you believe me?

Won't you believe me? Come on

On any given Sunday or any given Monday

We headed up the runway

Uptown, yeah, we headed up a one-way

Her head was in my lap, so I let her do her one thang

She was Jamaican, so I fed her bread and dumplings

Veggie pads and rum cakes, told her

Said she 18, live crazy just like me

'80's baby just like me, so

'80's baby, huh, oh, get it on then

Hey baby, you know what your boy holds

All night, long pipe, long strokes

Hey ma, roll with the winners and I ain't talking dinner, I'm like

Told ya, man, you can get it on

Matter fact, let's do it right now

One more time Santana

Yeah, man I roll through, stroll through

Flag on the right side

Of my whole crew screaming

They'll get ya, they'll twist ya

They'll split your whole body in half, then dismiss ya

But I'm looking for a bad lil' mama

Get mad like her papa

Gotta a ass like her mama

Got her own, won't ask for a dollar

Go half on a scama and will laugh when I holla

Yeah, half? Yeah, that's love

Hey baby, to ride on this chrome

Just provide us with dome, so

That's love, that's love, right there

You must be used to me spending, nope

Not tonight

That don't cost nothing, ya hear, it's free

Hey ma, if you give good brain, we get you Dipset chain, so

You know that's about twenty thousand

You know that's for nothing

Lights out, nothing to fight about, got the pipe out, so

It's the only thing to do

I mean, it's only right