Dag Savage - Don’t Stop lyrics

rate me

Feat. Blu

And I reflect like a mirror shinnin'

Them niggas almost thirty and they still grinding

Niggas be like house man and he still rhyming

Still elevating, dawg, still climbing

And I'm just tryna clear my mind out

The flow is dope, send my love to Amy Whinehouse

Show you mah'fuckers what my grind's about

No days off, no put in time's out

No paper back money, I'm making deposits

Another tax racket, but think of the options

Like the Bible and Qu'ran, we pick up the profits

We stack up paper, I'd fuck you withstanding

Well, it's the X in the flesh,

Of course I'm fresh!

Oh, you thought that I was rotting

Dirty science got them?

X don't stop Fahjera, or Joe House Robin

Blue heads, hands up, who got a problem?

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Now something's tellin' me to stop

(You don't quit!)

Now something's tellin' me to quit

(You don't stop)

So I get that shit

Big pimping in my building,

Big pimping in my shizzle

It's pro'ly 'cause I'm Big Pimpin'

Vintage with the fedora before Wayne Shora

Take the game and the name,

Still, I bang on them

I gotta fucking grow up

In California, when you raise by a radar

'Bout a lake ...

Black and gold, now I'm grown

Black and gold, bag of gold

Now I should go off the stroll

Ice cold, pimp season, tittie squeezin'

You're just an object,

The target was the artist who can pop dead

When you pop shit

Off the guns on a dime,

You can't stop it, it's optimism

Prime on a dime, you know the time trick

Silly rabbit so shiny, she wanna grab it

Pull her tittie out the jacket,

Told me to autograph it

Time for some action, was wounded by the passion

But I see so clearly now

I made it out the madness

Summer smash hits, bitch, I win the classics

Dropped you in the fall to fall,

Ass fucked, kid

Skid Row with the raps, raw shit

Make a nigga bend over the rap

Now talk shit!

Nigga

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