Let Me Bonus Track by MCM Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, MCM
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Hook]
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Get your number?
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme get ya?
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
My girl multinational
I got that money, that capital
They wanna fuck wid my revenue
She suck me off like a cannibal
Bitch I’m a heterosexual
Been like a droid, she mechanical
She wanna do in my living room
She want the neighbors to get it all
Bitch wanna do it in 3s
Ice on my Patek Phillipe
You want me out that’s a leap
Pussy got fucked up on lean
I’m just like Khaled, got keys
Bitch I don’t care what you feel
I’m making money, got billed
I’m like a doctor, got pills
Smoking that green like I’m vegan
They tryna fuck wid my feelings
Fuck wid my cousin, He’ll end you
I’m on em drugs that would kill you
Niggas just keep on pretending
Like I ain’t top of the game
Nigga don’t fuck wid my name
I’ll fuck you up in the brain
[Verse 2]
My shit is crazy, insane yeah
Got that fast money, Usain yeah
Y’all Better watch what you sayin
Nigga done made his own lane yeah
Back in the day we was playin
Pulling up at the bodega
Pockets obese, overweight yeah
All my niggas get caked yeah
She wanna wake up and bake
Swimming pool look like a lake
All of her friends actin fake
All of her friends for the take
Baby mama actin boujee
She tryna nickname her coochie
She call it daddy’s lil thang
Now that lil thang keep on oozing
Midnight the city, we cruisin
We squeeze it up, man we juice it
Watch what you say, I might lose it
They taking L’s, man they losin
Kayla got Ashley and Susan
Susan got Becky, we movin
It’s like a motherfucking movie
Nigga You think it’s so mad how we do it?
[Hook]
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Get your number?
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme get ya?
[Outro]
Yeah
Won’t you let me get your number?
Let me get you in my bed, bitch
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, MCM
Okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Hook]
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Get your number?
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme get ya?
[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
My girl multinational
I got that money, that capital
They wanna fuck wid my revenue
She suck me off like a cannibal
Bitch I’m a heterosexual
Been like a droid, she mechanical
She wanna do in my living room
She want the neighbors to get it all
Bitch wanna do it in 3s
Ice on my Patek Phillipe
You want me out that’s a leap
Pussy got fucked up on lean
I’m just like Khaled, got keys
Bitch I don’t care what you feel
I’m making money, got billed
I’m like a doctor, got pills
Smoking that green like I’m vegan
They tryna fuck wid my feelings
Fuck wid my cousin, He’ll end you
I’m on em drugs that would kill you
Niggas just keep on pretending
Like I ain’t top of the game
Nigga don’t fuck wid my name
I’ll fuck you up in the brain
[Verse 2]
My shit is crazy, insane yeah
Got that fast money, Usain yeah
Y’all Better watch what you sayin
Nigga done made his own lane yeah
Back in the day we was playin
Pulling up at the bodega
Pockets obese, overweight yeah
All my niggas get caked yeah
She wanna wake up and bake
Swimming pool look like a lake
All of her friends actin fake
All of her friends for the take
Baby mama actin boujee
She tryna nickname her coochie
She call it daddy’s lil thang
Now that lil thang keep on oozing
Midnight the city, we cruisin
We squeeze it up, man we juice it
Watch what you say, I might lose it
They taking L’s, man they losin
Kayla got Ashley and Susan
Susan got Becky, we movin
It’s like a motherfucking movie
Nigga You think it’s so mad how we do it?
[Hook]
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Get your number?
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Won’t you let me, won’t you let me
Get your number?
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme
Won’t you lemme, won’t you lemme get ya?
[Outro]
Yeah
Won’t you let me get your number?
Let me get you in my bed, bitch
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah