Wale

Wale - Let It Loose lyrics

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All the girls really want is fun 

Just a place that they can come 

So the ones eye has freak don’t run 

And last but not least please don’t tell no one 



I just wanna treat you like the woman that you need to be 

I be on that Peter Pan that NYC you need in me then hit me 

Commend me no not really, and shawty don’t be silly 

We ain’t trippin of the history this a one nighta 

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter 

If theres no I.D. adios got no interest in minors 

I’m on my grown man B.I you see why 

Cause these lil broads think its not alright to be bi 

I’m messin with you, you comfortable with it I nevermind 

You never play with young boys cause they never private 

And they’ll forever out ya, that’s why you always quiet 

The only one that’s not patronin designate your drivin 

Ok just listen up a little 

That nuvo or that goose egg how you loosin your religion 

Hey man, they say you only live once 

So go to work for what you need but Imma give you what you want 



All the girls really want is fun 

Just a place that they can come 

So the ones eye has freak don’t run 

And last but not least please don’t tell no one 

And she gon let it loose, hey 

Let it loose (hey) 

She want you to stroke her (yea) and have fun 



Now tell em, 

It’s in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch 

Laugh at the money that’s stuck in the chandelier 

Tell them girls right there that the man right here 

Tell em, 

It’s in the house, so throw your money in the air and stand in the couch 

Laugh at the money that’s stuck in the chandelier 

Tell them girls right there that the man right here 



Is you workin hard (yeah) 

How you get around (car) 

Is you getting money (yeah) 

Is that money yours (aww) 



She don’t even need a job, got one anyways 

She sit up at her desk on Perez All Day 

Then bossip for gossip, Why be up in concrete 

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party 

Twitta with her home girls like what we finna do 

They like we gon hit the club but can I hold on to your shoes 



Ok now everythings wonderful, 

Thick girls, small friend, please watch and tell me miss 

3 before 12:11, 31 then go in 

And they gon get a table cause they flirt with the promoter 

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patrone 

Now hold up be a second, and pose for the photo 

Pose, click, pose, click 

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain’t shit 



All the girls really want is fun 

Just a place that they can come 

So the ones eye has freak don’t run 

And last but not least please don’t tell no one 

And she gon let it loose, hey 

Let it loose (hey) 

She want you to stroke her (yea) and have fun
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Language: English

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