Stop It Songtext
von Lil Keed
Stop It Songtext
Yeah
This like my fucking third song of the night
And it′s only 12:09
That's the right time, you know what I′m saying?
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin' my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin' though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don′t fuck with you (stop it), bitch
Nah, I don′t fuck with a snitch
But I'll fuck with a brick
How the fuck the Glock got a switch?
They asking how I made top of the list
Bitch, I been workin′ and workin'
Pull up and shoot like a nursery
Fishbowl lens and Burberry
Pull up and point like Curry
Big dog, eat pedigree
I save that ho name on the slurpee
Yeah, if I hit her phone
Come quick, you know it′s an еmergency
She fallin' in lovе, I told that ho
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin′ my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin' though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don't fuck with you (stop it), bitch
Hey
I′m missin′ the action I'm gone, just like the platypus, hey
So many shots out the Glzzy, the 40 the Caliber, hey
We tagging his block, yeah, we mark all the streets up, hey
22 M′s in the bank, not in the mailbox
She told me blondes do it better
I wanna dye my hair so I do it better
Ride with an A and a K, go ahead getting these letters, yeah
And with a .4 and a .7, I'ma go and rat-tat-tat him
You don′t even want no smoke, boy
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin' my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin′ though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don't fuck with you (stop it), bitch
This like my fucking third song of the night
And it′s only 12:09
That's the right time, you know what I′m saying?
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin' my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin' though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don′t fuck with you (stop it), bitch
Nah, I don′t fuck with a snitch
But I'll fuck with a brick
How the fuck the Glock got a switch?
They asking how I made top of the list
Bitch, I been workin′ and workin'
Pull up and shoot like a nursery
Fishbowl lens and Burberry
Pull up and point like Curry
Big dog, eat pedigree
I save that ho name on the slurpee
Yeah, if I hit her phone
Come quick, you know it′s an еmergency
She fallin' in lovе, I told that ho
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin′ my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin' though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don't fuck with you (stop it), bitch
Hey
I′m missin′ the action I'm gone, just like the platypus, hey
So many shots out the Glzzy, the 40 the Caliber, hey
We tagging his block, yeah, we mark all the streets up, hey
22 M′s in the bank, not in the mailbox
She told me blondes do it better
I wanna dye my hair so I do it better
Ride with an A and a K, go ahead getting these letters, yeah
And with a .4 and a .7, I'ma go and rat-tat-tat him
You don′t even want no smoke, boy
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
Stop it (whew), stop it (whew)
She blowin' my phone, ho (stop it)
What do you want, ho? (Stop it)
Pull up to my home, ho (stop it)
Goin′ though my phone, ho (stop it)
She fuck with my partners (stop it)
What is you on, ho? (Stop it)
I don't fuck with you (stop it), bitch
Writer(s): Diego Ave, Karim Kharbouch, Scott Spencer Storch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com