, baby, ah yeah Yo, my background singers Baby, don't stop what you're doing, I like it Baby, don't stop what you're doing, I like it Baby, don't stop
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Baby, don't stop, I'm begging you please Baby, don't stop what you're doing, I like it The way you love me to, baby Baby, don't stop what you're doing
break of dawning It don't stop till the early morning Wanna talk to When he walked up someone grabbed him But I liked him to come here Kinda cool Baby
they better act like they know YO, we connectin dots that makes spots hot Uhh, to the beat'cha (Y'ALL!), ah ya don't stop (STOP!) Notice, how many groups
bad intentions Fit the pussy Then again you know that And we don't ever see them in the hood And they all rats Joey don't give a fuck Tell my nigga hold
s on top Now you jealous of him, when your shit going to stop? You've seen me before Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low cash And they don't believe
You don't want no problems with Harlem You don't want no problems with the boogie down Bronkster You don't want no drama with the blond bomber Original don
And the way you shake your booty I don't want you to stop You need to come a little closer And let me put you under my arm like a Don is supposed ta
Punish me But it don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked When I edited even Luke be like 'Don't stop, get it get it When I edited even Luke be like 'Don't stop
it don't stop They wanna ride in something were the rims don't stop Look baby you fine, but your girlfriends not And then she wanna hold out getting cute on the phone I ain't
' streets And the same rules apply in this game, don't ever break it Ain't my muthafuckin' luck I'm all alone at the crack And you niggas don't wanna
girlfriend Way too fly, can't let you go I think I wanna make you my girlfriend Girl, you the flyest, let me inside it Don't deny it, come on and ride
Whatup BITCH? I'm Peavey Wheatstraw And you don't stop with the heidi heidi hoe Hi hoe or bye hoe if you're lookin for a sucker I'm just another motherfucker
like dumb nigga I'm tryna buy it I need percentages I don't care who the hottest Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop
make our day C'mon, make 'em bounce baby Uh, yeah, uh, keep goin' baby That junky, funky, sticky The R Joe Crack, the don
