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You Gotta Go (Outro) Video (MV)




Performed By: Aaron Golden
Length: 3:43
Written by: Aaron Golden




Aaron Golden - You Gotta Go (Outro) Lyrics




Oooo
I told you
If you slip up with me
You won't find anybody else better me
So just sip that drink

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

You was on that goofy shit claiming you a model
Zooming past that fake shit got my car in full throttle
Complaining bout the way I act girl that's a f*cking problem
You say that I care to much girl what the f*ck you sayin

What's with all that bull saying I'm yo Prince Charming
You don't know what love is so bitch you need to stop it

Throw yo love I'm duckin
Hell no we ain't f*ckin
I've been getting nothing
So no more f*ckin cuffin

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

You was on that shit that drive me crazy
You was supposed to be my f*cking lady
I stayed and believed you all the f*cking time
And yet you had a nigga on the side

Bitches say they want a good man
But when we come around you forget what you said

Time was ticking so I couldn't stay
You was pushing buttons but this ain't 2k

Was I a f*cking joke to you
Thought there was something between us two
Now I know you were in it for the fame
Are you entertained

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low
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Oooo
I told you
If you slip up with me
You won't find anybody else better me
So just sip that drink

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

You was on that goofy shit claiming you a model
Zooming past that fake shit got my car in full throttle
Complaining bout the way I act girl that's a f*cking problem
You say that I care to much girl what the f*ck you sayin

What's with all that bull saying I'm yo Prince Charming
You don't know what love is so bitch you need to stop it

Throw yo love I'm duckin
Hell no we ain't f*ckin
I've been getting nothing
So no more f*ckin cuffin

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low

You was on that shit that drive me crazy
You was supposed to be my f*cking lady
I stayed and believed you all the f*cking time
And yet you had a nigga on the side

Bitches say they want a good man
But when we come around you forget what you said

Time was ticking so I couldn't stay
You was pushing buttons but this ain't 2k

Was I a f*cking joke to you
Thought there was something between us two
Now I know you were in it for the fame
Are you entertained

One shot
Two shots
Three shots
Four
You been lying so I left now you feenin' for some more
I told you not to f*ck up so it's time to hit the door
F*ck all them tears that shits fake on the low
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