Lyrics:
don't stop rappin
TSI got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
8BWe some presidential players, with money by the layers
8BAin't nuthin you broke
Strawberry Letter 23 like Shuggie
Oh my God, just look at me
Grandpa been rappin' since '83
I'm supersonic like J.J. Fad
Got crazy-ass shit pullin' out
of mine (yeah)
No rest contest, contract to sign
By blood, I'm in this squad for life
Air out my windpipes, and I just chime
I'm the reason you guys won't
'n' pick up an ounce, but hold up, I gotta pee
Time to flee the scene, on this shopping spree, got that alien OG
Maybe stop at Chipotle get a bowl
pay rent man
Got a chest full of heart no tin man
Uh, Kha-Kha-Khaled I'm fed up,
Flow wake the dead up
Weezy
Yeah how bout I been in this been
to spit a lot of game
But back then, I was just saying my name
I had a record player, on my stereo
Got down on my knees with my radio
From Oakland
it to you
As long as you want, you know I got it
Flipmode Records, J Records (baby, give it to me)
Def Jam Records (yeah)
Busta Rhymes, Mariah
elevate
Be who I wanna be, read what I wanna say
Now I gotta go and get the record straight
One, two, to the three, four, five
Now I gotta set this record
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
the Campari I'll no longer be a
Bon parti, whoops sorry
In a dark Ford, a taxi I can't afford
Getting smacked by the Wind and my Black thoughts, I got Jack
grinding on this shawty, D.J. turn it up
You gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
You see her drop it on the floor, D.J. turn it up
I want to see a little
do, you do, do, do, do, do (damn son, where'd ya find this?)
I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ
If he don't pull up, let the record replay
do, you do, do, do, do, do (damn son, where'd ya find this?)
I think I'm gonna kill the motherfuckin' DJ
If he don't pull up, let the record replay
Bette: I really can't stay
James: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: I got to go 'way.
J: But baby, it's cold outside.
B: This evening has been
J
Yeah, this one's dedicated, to my grandmother, and your grandmother
It's all love, let's not forget who raised us, word up
Big Mama, my
It took a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Evened up with E-Love down with the Cool J. force
Symbolizin' in the rhymin' for the record
loot
I won't stop rappin', I don't stop rappin'
I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin'
We some presidential players, with money by
twice
New York city pop your thoughts, turn off your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J
you with rough LPs
Day after day after day
You smashed in the face by the bass of Cool J
I'm
I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker
with one another
You know
Trying to make this as genuine as possible
Because someone forgot to record the first time
But, look at him. There he is right
and make this loot
Chorus: Too $hort, Eightball, MJG
[TS] I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin
[TS] I got too much money bitch I can't stop rappin
s and they got tecs like Draymond
Chef like Raekwon
In the kitchen with napalm flame shit
Bad bitch with me gettin' her slay on
Let me in this bitch I'ma stay
your lights
And "50" you have it, cause when Rule' spit to the masses
I got yo attention like J-Lo's ass
I know why'all niggaz is second guessin'
give a fuck
It's time to set the record straight
This nigga is dope (word)
What more can I say?
Alright alright man, peace man
You got it good just
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