Can't Let You Go:::Fabolous & Lil' Mo Lyrics

Can't Let You Go:::Fabolous & Lil' Mo Lyrics

Baby Girl
You know my situation
and sometimes I know you get impatient
But you don't put on a show to get ovations
Take it to court, and go through litigations.
And I respect ya gangsta
treat ya like a princess and put some on ya neck to thank ya
she's my pitch hitta,
when the startin' lineup ain't playin' right I come off the bench wit her.
It might sound like I'm gassin' ya
but it take time to get from the backseat to the passenger
We be creepin' and sneakin'
Just to keep it from leakin'
We so deep in our freakin'
That we don't sleep on the weekends
Wifey's
A little bit uptight
Wonder why I keep comin' home in the middle of the night
But it'll be alright
If you bump heads it'll be a fight
But I said, It'll be alright

[Lil' Mo] (Chorus)
Really wanna be with you
wanna be real with you
can't leave you alone
and I know I'm livin' wrong
but I can't let you go.
You're the one I want in my life
already got a wife
can't leave you alone
and I know I'm livin' wrong
but I can't let you go

[Fabolous]
You don't ever step outta line
Or get outta pocket
So I make sure canary
Send our ya locket
To protect you I'll get out and cock it
And you know the barrel of my gun is big enough to spit out a rocket, Oh,
You gon' play dumb if cops do come through
I gotta keep my top up if my drop do come through
But I know the boutiques and shops you run through
So I cop her one and cop you one, too.
You always get ya daily pays, weekly rings
Plus you ain't too shy to do them freaky things
I don't gotta put a band on ya finger
Or worry bout you tellin' the whole world I'm your new Allen Springer
At first you was somethin' I denied
Somethin' I was slyed
Just to do somethin' in the ride
But shorty, there's somethin' you provide
Cuz the entree ain't as good without somethin' on the side, ya know?

(chorus)

Uh oh, I might be leavin' the Earth soon
My girl gon' kill me if she smell the scent of your perfume
It's gon' be a clip toss if I go back
With stain's of your lip gloss on my throw back
She won't care if I'm a platinum rapper
If she catch me with an empty Magnum wrapper
So keep it on the down low
Call the cops, tell em' you seen what happened wit Mr. Big & R. Kelly
[Lil' Mo]
You know I care for you
Any time this chick is there for you
Stealin' time to share with you
This makes it a little more clear for you.

(Chorus x2)