Lox

Lox - Can't Stop, Won't Stop lyrics

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Come on, yeah<br />

[I'm comin]<br />

Come on, yeah<br />

[I'm comin]<br />

Come on, yeah<br />

[I'm comin]<br />

Come on, yeah<br />

[I'm comin]<br />

(2x)<br />

<br />

Stlyes:<br />

Can't stop, won't stop<br />

Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami<br />

Move like little black kid stealing candy<br />

Barely seen, honnies call me barely cream<br />

Real generals never fail eighteen<br />

Would you believe, I know what's up your sleeve<br />

If you said in your last time, (?)<br />

And thought he saw the devil, Jay kissed his feet<br />

You think not, as if<br />

Sheek won't bring it to you, give you asthmas<br />

Is he rockin cashmiere? Y'all know we don't pass there<br />

Matter fact, I scoped out there last year<br />

Hit him on the head said there ain't no cash there<br />

Stay home, Styles about to hit Tony Rhomes<br />

Puff out his own with this chick from Rome<br />

(?), funny how I'm greedy, used to be needy<br />

But now the Sean-Don keep the (?)<br />

<br />

Chorus-Puff Daddy:<br />

Too many people worried about what we got<br />

Everything we drop will be hot<br />

Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop<br />

Can't stop, won't stop<br />

(2x)<br />

<br />

Sheek:<br />

Hey, yo it's crazy we here now every chick want my baby<br />

My career clear while your shit look hazy<br />

Bang with us? I don't think so, we platinum plus<br />

With no airplay so ain't shit for us to discuss<br />

But when we hit, you can't understand how we did it<br />

At home praticin tryin to learn how we spit it<br />

Fourty-eight hours of old tea like Nick Nolte<br />

Young but O-G's at this rap shit nigga please<br />

One hit for all of us to start eatin <br />

And wild stack on three weeks on bowell leather beats<br />

Our parents are sharp like cactuses<br />

And you can tell by chips, we sleep on matresses<br />

Dimes flooded out in the hidous<br />

Shit you see in magazines, cut out we freak them hoes<br />

Drop them clothes, double expose you in the lens<br />

Now relax as we videotape you in the bed<br />

<br />

(Chorus 2x)<br />

<br />

Jay:<br />

If we talk about dollars, only thing I turn down is my collar<br />

Pull out turn them around, if he reach make him holler<br />

Who runnin the town? The Goodfellas<br />

Puff is the godfather, dog, so why bother?<br />

With the third-person, you might catch me surfin<br />

Money I be jerkin, my newborn be burpin<br />

Can't stop, won't stop, I want respect<br />

And I only bum heads with checks<br />

In the suite with this honey from Bangladesh<br />

Pop a snapple, I (?) lay on my chest<br />

All I had to do was get it there, she doin the rest<br />

Take a L to the head, then we listen to flex<br />

Yes, the black hood, and I mack good<br />

With hydro and chocolate mixed in backwood<br />

Ask yourself, do you rap good or act good?<br />

Baby we ain't gon' stop, but you should<br />

<br />

(Chorus)

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