Let Her Know - Lil Gucci

Let me know We can even take this slow If you want me to I'll take control But imma need for you Imma need for you To let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know I don't really care What we call it Long as we're keeping it honest Keeping it 100 So call me when you need something I'll come over get you blunted I love keeping you company You my special someone Hit you as soon as the suns up If it ain't you then it's no one So don't entertain no other niggas Have me out here looking stupid Keep on coming back Cause you a pro the way you do it Questions cause I'm just a bit confused on how you moving Don't need a label But I need to know just what it is we doing Give me the choice you know I'm choosing Cause I don't wanna lose this What I gotta do to prove it Let me know We can even take this slow If you want me to I'll take control But imma need for you Imma need for you To let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know We go rounds Roll a stick Then go around again Then finally check the time Its about 2am I'm cool to fucking even if we're just friends But you can't be jealous about who else I'm with Slide through around 10 Lay the pipe Stay the night Then bounce in the morning Then come back tonight to do it all over again Let me know We can even take this slow If you want me to I'll take control But imma need for you Imma need for you To let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know When you hit me up Ask me what I'm on If it ain't you You know I'm coming through But I can't read your mind So is you mine Are you mine Need you to tell me the truth And look me straight in the eye And let me know if it's a cuffing thing Or if it's just a fucking thing Cause I'm really down for anything Long as we keep it real through everything So tell me the truth Yeah what's your intention I'll follow suit with no hard feelings I swear Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know Let me know

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