MURAKAMI
Takashi Murakami
That bit' can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
Can't stop me
Riding in designer
Murakami
You might be a star
But you can't stop me
You might be a star
But you can't stop me
Riding in designer, she want rhymes, yeah, clothes, yeah
She just wanna swerve up in that 'Rari, doors up
Hanging 'round some cats with the straps, yeah, soldiers
I can switch from R&B to raps, yeah, I told ya (Aevy)
Pull up now, she want me just to feel on her (oh my god)
I can't wife that, thought she wasn't real homie
Tippy on my toes, yeah, shout out all the hoes, yeah
Blicky want my stick, but I can't do that no more
Like bit' you know we cool, yeah
Put that ass back on the stool
I be just fucking that shit up
Fuckin' it, fuckin' it up
Bit' you cannot fuck a thot, what?
I'm not what they thought, yeah
I can't fuck a gnat, ay
Girl, you kind of pretty, uh
'Cause you know she hurt me, uh
Okay, yeah, wife her 'cause her toes pretty
She wan' see LA in CLA
Wait, that's a lotta gas from the bay
Homie, what the fuck?
I really hate when people say "The Bay"
Like "I'm from the Bay Area" (now you know)
Like you're not more important than me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
You might be a star, yeah
But you can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
I'll be off the map, uh
Whoa, you can't find me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
You might be a star, yeah
But you can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
I'll be off the map, uh
Whoa, you can't find me
That bit' can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
Can't stop me
Riding in designer
Murakami
You might be a star
But you can't stop me
You might be a star
But you can't stop me
Riding in designer, she want rhymes, yeah, clothes, yeah
She just wanna swerve up in that 'Rari, doors up
Hanging 'round some cats with the straps, yeah, soldiers
I can switch from R&B to raps, yeah, I told ya (Aevy)
Pull up now, she want me just to feel on her (oh my god)
I can't wife that, thought she wasn't real homie
Tippy on my toes, yeah, shout out all the hoes, yeah
Blicky want my stick, but I can't do that no more
Like bit' you know we cool, yeah
Put that ass back on the stool
I be just fucking that shit up
Fuckin' it, fuckin' it up
Bit' you cannot fuck a thot, what?
I'm not what they thought, yeah
I can't fuck a gnat, ay
Girl, you kind of pretty, uh
'Cause you know she hurt me, uh
Okay, yeah, wife her 'cause her toes pretty
She wan' see LA in CLA
Wait, that's a lotta gas from the bay
Homie, what the fuck?
I really hate when people say "The Bay"
Like "I'm from the Bay Area" (now you know)
Like you're not more important than me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
You might be a star, yeah
But you can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
I'll be off the map, uh
Whoa, you can't find me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
You might be a star, yeah
But you can't stop me
Takashi Murakami
This bit' can't stop me
I'll be off the map, uh
Whoa, you can't find me
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Sergio Eduardo Vinas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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