Stop It Songtext
von Travie McCoy
Stop It Songtext
Look, I′ve been pushed around, I've been shouted down
But I never let that get to me
′Cause I'd die before that day I ever let 'em get that victory
I′ve been spat at, called this and that
To the point I was ready to forfeit
Now it′s, "Hey, Travie, by the way, Travie"
But that type of shit, you never forget
I tell 'em, "Look"
Check out what the hatred done, done to me
Roll out red carpet all under me
Bad chicks, big checks all come to me
From a Geneva crib to that arena, kid
One mic, one stage, nothing between us, kid
A lot of people talk, but never seen the kid
Might seem like it, but they never made a scene this big
And if you don′t know, then you know now
I got it locked down like the Vatican
In hindsight, I'm in a twilight
Don′t believe me, ask Rob Pattinson
Shut your mouth and stand still like a mannequin
Then go ahead and take this L 'cause I plan to win
And I′m finna go deep, I'ma let 'em all sleep
Like they popped one too many Ambien, yeah
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
So get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (forgive me, Father) (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (for I know not what I do)
You know you naughty (you know I′m lyin′ like a sumbitch)
It's like no matter where I′m at or no matter where I go
They like, "Travie, why's there so many females at your show?"
I don′t know (I don't know)
Guess that′s the way that I roll (I roll)
Let's go (let's go)
Although I had to make it fast, you know I′d rather take it slow
I only got a half an hour, girl, my bus about to go
Let me know (we take it to the ground) (let me know)
Are we hitting the road? (Come on, girl)
Then let′s go (let's go)
I′m hearing chitter chatter from the back
All the way to the front door
You know them haters gon' hate
It′s just embedded in they soul
Let it go (let it go)
'Cause they just miserable (miserable)
And I′m lovin' it (and I'm lovin′ it)
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
So get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (now stop it)
You know you naughty
Yeah, I′m finna go in like my daddy told me
Brand new Travie, say goodbye to the old me
Yeah, you talk a good one, now show me
I'm Dumbledore, you a one trick pony
Past years, it was all about my girlfriend
Last year, I was caught up in the whirlwinds
This year, I′ma change all that
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (now stop it)
You know you naughty
Oh, y'all thought this shit was over?
No
But I never let that get to me
′Cause I'd die before that day I ever let 'em get that victory
I′ve been spat at, called this and that
To the point I was ready to forfeit
Now it′s, "Hey, Travie, by the way, Travie"
But that type of shit, you never forget
I tell 'em, "Look"
Check out what the hatred done, done to me
Roll out red carpet all under me
Bad chicks, big checks all come to me
From a Geneva crib to that arena, kid
One mic, one stage, nothing between us, kid
A lot of people talk, but never seen the kid
Might seem like it, but they never made a scene this big
And if you don′t know, then you know now
I got it locked down like the Vatican
In hindsight, I'm in a twilight
Don′t believe me, ask Rob Pattinson
Shut your mouth and stand still like a mannequin
Then go ahead and take this L 'cause I plan to win
And I′m finna go deep, I'ma let 'em all sleep
Like they popped one too many Ambien, yeah
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
So get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (forgive me, Father) (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (for I know not what I do)
You know you naughty (you know I′m lyin′ like a sumbitch)
It's like no matter where I′m at or no matter where I go
They like, "Travie, why's there so many females at your show?"
I don′t know (I don't know)
Guess that′s the way that I roll (I roll)
Let's go (let's go)
Although I had to make it fast, you know I′d rather take it slow
I only got a half an hour, girl, my bus about to go
Let me know (we take it to the ground) (let me know)
Are we hitting the road? (Come on, girl)
Then let′s go (let's go)
I′m hearing chitter chatter from the back
All the way to the front door
You know them haters gon' hate
It′s just embedded in they soul
Let it go (let it go)
'Cause they just miserable (miserable)
And I′m lovin' it (and I'm lovin′ it)
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
So get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (now stop it)
You know you naughty
Yeah, I′m finna go in like my daddy told me
Brand new Travie, say goodbye to the old me
Yeah, you talk a good one, now show me
I'm Dumbledore, you a one trick pony
Past years, it was all about my girlfriend
Last year, I was caught up in the whirlwinds
This year, I′ma change all that
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
So stop it (so stop it)
You know you naughty
Stop it (stop it)
I got it (I got it)
You naughty (you naughty)
Get the hell on
Go play somewhere and stop it (fuck out my face)
Now stop it (now stop it)
You know you naughty
Oh, y'all thought this shit was over?
No
Writer(s): Jarrad Kritzstein, Travis Mccoy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com