How 2 Stop - BeatKing, Short Dawg

How 2 Stop - BeatKing, Short Dawg

Альбом
Club God 5
Год
2016
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
211930

以下は曲の歌詞です How 2 Stop 、アーティスト - BeatKing, Short Dawg 翻訳付き

歌詞 " How 2 Stop "

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How 2 Stop

BeatKing, Short Dawg

Double cup, double cup

I don’t know how to stop

Blowin' paper, gettin' guap

I don’t know how to stop

Pop that pussy, throw that ass

She don’t know how to stop

My name stay up in your fuckin' mouth

You don’t know how to stop

How to stop, how to stop

I don’t know how to stop

Do a hundred on the dash

I don’t know how to stop

Turnin' heads in that foreign

I don’t know how to stop

You been fake all your fuckin' life

You don’t know how to stop

I don’t know how to stop

I got hoes on the north

I got bitches in the swat

Club Godzilla, ain’t nobody trilla

Double cup what we drink

Hit your gal from the back

Then wash my dick in the sink

Throw that mothafuckin «H» up

I threw fours on a Benz

If she sittin' on that pussy

I’ma probably fuck her friend

Got rich by my fuckin' self

It’s gonna be that way to the end

In first grade you couldn’t play with my ninja turtles

Still fuck a friend

Stackin paper, stackin' stackin' paper

I don’t know how to stop

Never understood snitchin'

I don’t know how to cop (police!)

Throw that ass for a real nigga

She don’t know how to stop

All my niggas, they all kill niggas

They don’t know how to stop

Double cup, double cup

I don’t know how to stop

Blowin' paper, gettin' guap

I don’t know how to stop

Pop that pussy, throw that ass

She don’t know how to stop

My name stay up in your fuckin' mouth

You don’t know how to stop

How to stop, how to stop

I don’t know how to stop

Do a hundred on the dash

I don’t know how to stop

Turnin' heads in that foreign

I don’t know how to stop

You been fake all your fuckin' life

You don’t know how to stop

Ran it up, ran it up, ran it up

I got work out on the hill

All my lil' partners on pills

Hammer took out, will get killed

Ain’t no limits but a nigga time

Too busy countin' this scrill

This cup I got cost me a grip

I can’t let an ounce of it spill

Whip this cake and bring you plenty envy

Niggas hatin', keep the semi with me

Checkin on her, thinkin' she a dime

To me these hoes ain’t worth a pretty penny

I done made it out the inner city

They ain’t think that I would come this far

I was hittin' stains in my auntie car

I could pull up on you like a

Now you see the sparkles comin' out the watch

Seen those cars that come without the top

Wanna know just how I’m coppin' drops

I could tell you, but I’m probably not

I can tell you been around the block and need less miles

Comin' slower than a reptile

Gettin' high, boy let downs

So you know about me

Double cup, double cup

I don’t know how to stop

Blowin' paper, gettin' guap

I don’t know how to stop

Pop that pussy, throw that ass

She don’t know how to stop

My name stay up in your fuckin' mouth

You don’t know how to stop

How to stop, how to stop

I don’t know how to stop

Do a hundred on the dash

I don’t know how to stop

Turnin' heads in that foreign

I don’t know how to stop

You been fake all your fuckin' life

You don’t know how to stop

Club God, Club God

Club God, Club God

Club God, Club God

Club God, Club God

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