Verse 1 (No Stops)

All we expect is real love
And are we asking too much?
And are we asking too much?
We never, ever give up
Respect, loyalty and trust
Respect, loyalty and trust
It's the way of life for us
(Madd Hatter) We just do not give a fuck

Uh, uh
Played the field as I played the game (game)
Gained appeal as they say my name (name)
Still insane, but found ways to stay sane outside my brain (brain)
Used to fuck with dames until I met the hottest chick
Her style compared to mine was the opposite of opposite (same)
Gaze fixated on her like I'm frozen like a monument
Straight hot doggin' it
Man, I love a college chick
What's your name?
Common sense, before I met you used to find myself bent on the fence
Have I lost my common sense?
Maybe I imagined it, but for once everything seemed quite adequate
And you know I like the sound of it
Like the sounds of us collidin' when she's ridin' and I'm pounding it
This wowser shit's incapable of being found counterfeit
Just 'cause you down with it don't mean I'm now the shit
I found this shit and I was bound to spit
I'm always grindin', it's like I'm not allowed to sit
And this bitch, she ain't no bitch, noticin' I'm all about this chick
It's havin' a mass effect on my chest
Not a model actress yet
But with the swagger always have to have at least a half a glass of it
Madd Hatter, class act, but yes, she said my hat is thick
Some Professor Plum$ classic shit
All we expect is real love (Oop, my baby's home, I'ma have to quit)
And are we asking too much?
And are we asking too much?
We never, ever give up
Respect, loyalty and trust
Respect, loyalty and trust
It's the way of life for us
We just do not give a fuck (uh, uh)
There ain't no stopping us now
No matter, no way, no how
There ain't no stopping us now
No matter, no way, no how
Err, err, err, chicka-chicka, err-zipatone
Yo



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Gorodetsky
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