Lyrics:
your brother, I'm not a punk motherfucker see
I did my time, and now I'm free
I'm a dope one, ready to rip and wreck shop
I will not stop, I won't be
up to the club like, "what up I got a big cock!"
I'm so pumped about some shit from the thrift shop
Ice on the fringe, it's so dang frosty
That
a come-up
This is fucking awesome
Nah Walk up to the club like, What up, I got a big cock!
I'm just pumped, just bought some shit from the thrift shop
tell by my flow, been a menace since birth
My wrist got a clock, and it’s time to do work
The ticking don’t stop, ‘til I’m done being first
Lil N****
So one day she rebels.
Walks into a shop and purchases a copy of Bliss.
A magazine for female teenagers.
Ripped off the plastic rapper, started
imperitivite, no one can stop me
So I stop by Mars, stop by the moon, where's the restroom
I idolise your way of life, I can't wait
Because I'm on my way,
seein' eye to eye
So we picked up and started a group with some other guys (haha)
This is hip hop (hip hop)
Man, I won't stop
Yo, Big Boi (what up?)
Probably wondering when I'll stop
Chasing this dream like im a cop
They Hearing this heat like imma cop
Yeah you heard that put it in the shop
This game
Ride!
I'm like Tyrannosaurus Rex
I sense movement then I gotta wreck shop
I'm on top but down to flip-flop (Don't stop)
So, I, won't stop
Love
sittin' on my ass, talkin' bout patience
Now I gotta get to it, I gotta go chase it
I hit the block with some work and got this bitch jumpin
The shop closed
yea I'm still Wile E
But shorty why don't we take it up a notch
Bitch is crazy wanna smoke a double dutch
Hopped in my whip one stop we at the shop
Next up!
I believe that's me
Bastard!
Get on the mic and rock the symphony
[Lady Luck]
Mrs. stop drop and roll, rocks top the told
Hot, even
men
I don't care how rough you roll, we can't be shut down
Ain't no opening up shop, we already established
You lap dogging, we boss hogging
Grown
to the hood
Stop by her momma house, that's if I'm feeling good
Now I need a fifth, time to hit the strip
I'ma hit the club, I'ma buy the VIP
We spending money,
and tobacco
One stop shop's the way to go
I am no druggie, kill myself slow
Unless you can kick me down some snow
Well, I've only used a couple times
But I love
like a stop watch
Make her pop, lock, feeling tatas
If she stop, shop
Imma drop thot in the park lot
She gets knots not
So Gucci but I'm not wop
But I
You know what I'm sayin'
Just stop rappin', man
Real rap
Especially niggas that's just doin' it for the bread and the clout
Just stop rappin'
DTF shit,
your knot, trying to get what you got
When the rain and the pain gon' stop
Standing on the porch early, no shoes, selling blow in my socks
And I was
Real hip-hop i never stop, never stop
I always keep going never stop, I never stop
I always keep going
Yah I won't stop yah I won't quit
Try to take
Five Eva shit is Four L
I done setup shop in my hotel
Boy I'm cut different, times get rough
You gon start using, ima go sell
I ain't finna play, boy I
the mood
Getting some money, I might act a fool
I'm killin' the fashion, your bitch think I'm cool
If you talk shit, you get hit by my goons
I'm so high,
Might just silence the glock
We be line up opps
I put 10 on his on top
So by 10 he get dropped
We be setting up shop
Tell the lawyer its props
Ain't no
'm certain
Close the positions
Lock it all off
Did what I needed
Now i'm shutting up shop
Connection flight through the uae
Stop off at DXB
Came in as VIP
I'm in Mollywood, I can't have enough
Gas slows it down like a traffic stop
Put it on Taher, hit the chick shop
Couple thousand dollars what we finna
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