Epure - Leave Her Alone Lyrics

I don't know what to call this one- hehe

Wait, one minute one minute- heh

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Leave that girl alone, she wont bring you home
She got Uber codes but show won't give you none
Give that shit a rest, all these hoes on go
She stay in the streets so she wont bring you home
Leave that girl alone
She wont bring you home
Leave that man alone
Leave that girl alone


Leave that girl alone, she f*cked on my bro
Plus she gave me dome I gave her some Patron
That girl is hoe, you should let her go
Give that shit a rest she's laying in my bed
Boy it's no surprise, we know how she go
And trust me big fella there's a lot you don't know
Like she came to my home while I was asleep
Blowing my phone talmbout can we speak BITCH!
If I eat her pussy she gone fall in love
I realize I shouldn't do that to every chick I f*ck
Only some but it's those ones that I get stuck with
Knowing damn well that they don't plan on laying up- shit
You gone catch em, I'm gone catch em- got us looking dumb
I'm gone hit you, you gone fake and now I'm looking rough
City boy but he too sweet man you cant take the heat
Exterior be tough as shit but deep inside you weak


Leave that girl alone, she wont bring you home
She got Uber codes but show won't give you none
Give that shit a rest, all these hoes on go
She stay in the streets so she wont bring you home
Leave that girl alone
She wont bring you home
Leave that man alone
Leave that girl alone


She gone hit you up, you pick it up, she gettin' f*cked, you gettin' mad
You gettin' sick because y'all played like y'all really had a plan
She be stuck on spend- spend it while you tryna' take her places
Ran into a situation went and changed the operation
She no label independent, why you tryna' sign the bitch
She already got the studio she do her own shit
Pikin dey pan busybody while you just dey chop money
Plus I heard you makin' noise and that your label's independent
(Bir-bir-bir-Birdhouse Music!)
By the way, why you always leaving good women for hoes?
Them brokies took your twenty-dollars my boy you don't want those no
Yeah they're fun but you just ain't from that section
Why you flexin' like you don't want no affection
She gone find you you gone dip to kick it with some thots
Then you gone hit her green bubble it's lookin like you're blocked
City boy but he too sweet man you cant take the heat
Exterior be tough as shit but deep inside you weak


Leave that girl alone, she wont bring you home
She got Uber codes but show won't give you none
Give that shit a rest, all these hoes on go
She stay in the streets so she wont bring you home
Leave that girl alone
She wont bring you home
Leave that man alone
Leave that girl alone




"Listen I'm not gonna claim to be an expert on
IRS Tax Code- I will say 'Pure made me fill out a W2
For this so-
Yes! Epure made me fill out a f*ckin' W2, sign an NDA
Son had me put my name on a whole bunch of shit. Fool's tryna fly
Me out to..to London to record a track - what?!
'Pure what are you talking about? I get you fly everywhere- I don't
I am land-locked, I'm a pigeon with no wings"