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  • Juice WRLD – Won’t Let Go Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Uh bro
    I’m in a studio with Max and Lotti
    And, yeah
    Three Musketeers
    Hey, baby

    [Chorus]
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    Come here
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    Know you a ho, you buy your soul, I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go, go, oh

    [Verse 1]
    You can bury me with her
    And if she die before me, kill me and carry me with her
    Know if I die before her, lil’ shorty dyin’ a widow
    Let’s not walk down that road
    Forever’s forever, eternally attached to her soul (Oh)
    Oh my God, I thank God for her smile
    She too fine, I’m too wild
    When I fall, she taps out
    Let’s get a house and settle down
    Let’s have a child, watch ’em run around
    I’m at my all-time high now
    You’re my sunshine through life’s rainclouds

    [Chorus]
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    Know you a ho, you buy your soul, I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go, go, oh

    [Verse 2]
    They tell me life is a riddle
    I found the answers on her tongue in the middle of kissin’
    I swear to God she can’t do wrong
    Wait, what if I’m trippin’?
    Makin’ brash decisions
    That’s what they tell me, but they don’t get it, can’t grasp the image
    Cashin’ it, I’m past bitches, in a love with a woman
    She past drippy, the Gucci slippers, Versace linens
    I’ll take her out to dinner, she usually hibachi grillin’
    Poppin’ and raillin’ the last of the Perkys before we kick ’em
    You keep me hope, my antidote
    You are my dope, addiction soul
    Addictin’ soul, that’s you, my love
    Can’t get enough
    I need to feel your touch
    I need to feel your touch
    I can’t get enough

    [Chorus]
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    No such thing as too close (No such thing as too close)
    Know you a ho, you buy your soul, I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go
    I won’t let go, go, oh


  • DJ Mustard – Been A Long Time (feat. Yg & Ty Dolla $Ign) (Cold Summer Album) letras

    [Hook: YG]
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too

    [Verse 1: YG]
    Aw damn, no they didn’t
    Three Musketeers back together and they winning
    And they getting too much money
    Turn niggas rich then the crew must love me
    4Hunnid chain by the tummy
    Skinny jeans, thing hang by the tummy
    Don’t underestimate me buddy
    This 4 pound bark I had to tell it hush puppy
    You chasing ghosts like Pac man
    We chasing being rich ass black men
    I got dough but I gotta keep this dough coming
    I don’t rock designer, I design, 4Hunnid
    I must be an entrepreneur or something
    Gotta fuck your bitch, playing, always tryna pursue something
    Me and Ty was bool, me and Mustard fell off
    Now we picking up where we left off

    [Hook: YG]
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
    Aw shit yeah they did
    3 of Amerikaz most wanted
    The one that got the west back started
    That bullshit we back on it, ayy
    I was out getting it
    I was up late night always trying to stare
    Always seen the big picture
    Always ten toes stomp down like a real nigga (oh ya)
    Had to make my own rules
    Had to set examples for my young bools
    Sucka nigga do when he can
    Rich nigga do what he want to
    Been a long time since you seen us
    Well nigga this the re-up
    Bad bitch in the Lamb with her feet up
    Tell my nigga Mustard keep the beat up

    [Hook: YG]
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
    It’s been a long time, a time I shouldn’t left you
    Without a Mustard beat to step to
    Flex to, let loose, finesse to
    Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too