[tech n9ne]
Ee ah oh ah ah,
That means i love you if you got a ass.
Yes, ain't no stoppin' there.
Let's go, let's go if you talkin' ?

[verse 1] (tech n9ne]
(let's go) if your sittin' at home talking to him on the phone,
And he clone, with no style of his own.
You wishin' that you was gone, throwin back the patron.
You aint wrong cause you'd rather be with me in the zone.
(let's go) sorry, your lady has been taken.
You can find us up in the mo wit the flow shakin,
And i aint even the one that's bringin her home the bacon.
You the one been talking bout kickin my face in?
(let's go) you can do whateva you gonna.
It's my rebel persona, that got me dressin' red as i wanna,
Ahead of you, stronger. the problem is you dead as a coma.
You sick of me, but i'm right here to put the medicine on ya.
(let's go) got'em all frightened of the titan,
You mice men too light to get fights in with the bison.
Its so excitin' my benz reeled your wife in,
I'll ruin your life when i produce a license!

[chorus] (tech n9ne)
Let's go
Coming through the dough, hella fast, never slow,
Got the cash, and the pedal to the flo'.
Let's go'
If you wanna ride, let me know. we can slide on the low.
Whatcha standin there fo'?
Let's go,
You can hate cause i'm dippin' witcha mate.
Out the gate, let's roll, let's bounce, let's skate.
Let's go,
To the room, let's go to the left.
Let's go, your boyfriend aint talkin' 'bout shit.

[verse 2] (kutt calhoun)
Posted up squatin low like a pig,
Ya know this patron changed the whole motion of yo' shit.
And i aint gotta decide to proceed with out a grip,
So we can just do it movin if its all on a bitch.
(lets go) they liken the skinny jeans and the kicks,
An jewly wells, but i aint into pleasin' the trick.
I'm into topless porsche's an keys to a six,
So sit back an let the ingen breath a lil bit
(lets go) but highly in the hooche holla area m.o.
"money over beezy's" got it from my uncle larry though.
Super star ta many with out playin on your radio,
Addicted to va-gina when she anit around va-nareal
(lets go) kuttin kutty calhoun is the senario,
Kansas city to oakland, folks be like there he go.
Tell em' it's rated "game" he soakes it up every where he go,
An give you a problem for deniro, damn!

[chorus]

[verse 3] (mistah f.a.b)
Get down, gotta get down, girl. is you ready to roll?
Well shit, let's go. hit that kcm straight to the o.
I got that joke, sip that err. what we call it fo?
I hit that err that got that urge to knockin' on yo do.
Get in this car. i'm a star, you aint noticed yet?
Look at these shoes, look at these jewels shinin' on my neck.
I spit that denim then i send em in the remover denim,
And once i get 'em, then i bend 'em, and i can't remember 'em.
I stay persistent and consistent when it comes to pimpin.
Your hoe gets sentenced from a sentance when it comes to repentance.
I go the distance when i hit your butt like i'm the midget.
Position touch it, position ship it, like i ain't in it.
The arms are touchin' we gonna hit that.
I'm suckin' and bustin', i'm tryna hit her tat.
She said her dude rang, but really he's too lame.
Battlin' tech n9ne, you know that we are too strange.

[chorus]

Let's go.