Can't Stop Won't Stop (feat. Babyface Ray)
Eh Cant believe niggas believe niggas
All that dick riding dog y'all shouldn't be niggas
Niggas mad they bitch mouth got me in it
They mad that the muhfuckas from they streets miss me
Ooh aye leave it up to me nigga
We gone have every hood in the D getting
Yea
West to the east wit it
A few lil straight bitches and they freak nic'n
Chop stick couple flip clips sleep wit it
Give me tlc so i creep wit her
Can i swoop down on you fuck up sheets
With you she use to have a pretty pussy rest in peace kitten
Everything we selling now for the high high Young jeez
Bitch I'm trine ball like za za
Where I'm from they come up off the roc like ta ta
Fuck round flood a watch with rocks cop topaz
She think diamonds dancing romantic bus down thottiana
She like samuel whats yo muhfuckin vibe now
Can't stop won't stop puff big poppa
They hate my guts i think I'm el caca
Nigga mad at me cuz his bitch know the wifi
She gone come back cuz we dope like topside
Maybe that grass really greener on the other side
Yea you getting cash but they want the shit you can't buy
You aint talking money then its blah blah
Pull off in that kitty nigga bye bye
You aint got a bag nigga why not
Samuel Shabazz thats my guy guy
Hopping out in prada
Give a bitch nada
Ima make shorty hit her knees like I'm allah
Play with us we gone smoke yo mans like its how high
I got purple wockhart in my ba ba
She blowing up my phone i won't fuck her no more
Threesome wit some groupies now I'm going solo
The streets getting colder so I'm buying my coats
If these niggas dealers i aint buying yo dope
In stone island eating coney island
Racks thicker than a book its a money bible
High nigga fly nigga I'm a fuckin pilot
I throw that money in the air and start a stripper riot
Yea
She think diamonds dancing romantic bus down thottiana
She like samuel whats yo muhfuckin vibe now
Can't stop won't stop puff big poppa
They hate my guts i think I'm el caca
Nigga mad at me cuz his bitch know the wifi
She gone come back cuz we dope like topside
Maybe that grass really greener on the other side
Yea you getting cash but they want the shit you can't buy
All that dick riding dog y'all shouldn't be niggas
Niggas mad they bitch mouth got me in it
They mad that the muhfuckas from they streets miss me
Ooh aye leave it up to me nigga
We gone have every hood in the D getting
Yea
West to the east wit it
A few lil straight bitches and they freak nic'n
Chop stick couple flip clips sleep wit it
Give me tlc so i creep wit her
Can i swoop down on you fuck up sheets
With you she use to have a pretty pussy rest in peace kitten
Everything we selling now for the high high Young jeez
Bitch I'm trine ball like za za
Where I'm from they come up off the roc like ta ta
Fuck round flood a watch with rocks cop topaz
She think diamonds dancing romantic bus down thottiana
She like samuel whats yo muhfuckin vibe now
Can't stop won't stop puff big poppa
They hate my guts i think I'm el caca
Nigga mad at me cuz his bitch know the wifi
She gone come back cuz we dope like topside
Maybe that grass really greener on the other side
Yea you getting cash but they want the shit you can't buy
You aint talking money then its blah blah
Pull off in that kitty nigga bye bye
You aint got a bag nigga why not
Samuel Shabazz thats my guy guy
Hopping out in prada
Give a bitch nada
Ima make shorty hit her knees like I'm allah
Play with us we gone smoke yo mans like its how high
I got purple wockhart in my ba ba
She blowing up my phone i won't fuck her no more
Threesome wit some groupies now I'm going solo
The streets getting colder so I'm buying my coats
If these niggas dealers i aint buying yo dope
In stone island eating coney island
Racks thicker than a book its a money bible
High nigga fly nigga I'm a fuckin pilot
I throw that money in the air and start a stripper riot
Yea
She think diamonds dancing romantic bus down thottiana
She like samuel whats yo muhfuckin vibe now
Can't stop won't stop puff big poppa
They hate my guts i think I'm el caca
Nigga mad at me cuz his bitch know the wifi
She gone come back cuz we dope like topside
Maybe that grass really greener on the other side
Yea you getting cash but they want the shit you can't buy
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Writer(s): Marcellus Register
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