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Перевод: Planet Funk. Stop Me.
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YOU WANT, bass lines and snares That'll make you hump, WHY Intimated by his fourteen year run, WELL In ninety-seven he's a different kind of funk, FUNK FUNK FUNK
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
book from ex to that puff you Lookin' to get took. Abracadabra, 151 and coke is viagra Give it to me give it to me give it to me got her in love From
renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk
back up off me/ nigga never no softY/ boy I'll stop your heartbeat While you out in the street yellin out what you fittin to do to me/ in the middle
's all about perfect timin', feel me It's about perfect timin', hear me What's on my muthafuckin' mind in this These playa haters got me pissed, bitch But let me
break it off to a Old School track When I?m lookin' at the way you be shakin? yo rump Be makin? me wanna *** you for fakin? the funk And when yo? little
And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And yo my man Tical hit me now Bitches use to play me now they cant forget me now Forget me
Yo my man you got a light? Yeah, give me the effin' money too G, yo stop stop stop Took the money then I dipped with the quickness The plan went well
velocity Play me like Monopoly Pay me everytime you trespass on my property I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me Sloppily, your woman on the stop
that funkdelic, funked up the spot and tell it, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on helmets, I rome the streets where there's no peace, relax, Funk
tease me Got no family planned Houston do you hear me Ground-control can you feel me need permission to land I don't wanna rock, DJ But you're making me
gat on the turf Ready to drop any sucker on contact You can't keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack And watch me extend with a grin to another
ain't cool, shit ain't stopping me And ain't too many rappers toppin' me You say bullshit but you knowing it's true But better stop sleepin' on the Dangerous
' a shit bag My loc keep me focused got me sportin' this rag Wit' this tragedy added to agony An frustration Farrah Kahn himself couldn?t stop me Retaliation
