won't stop And it don't stop till the break of dawn And it don't stop and I won't stop And it don't stop and I won't stop And it don't stop and I won
And I roll with the sounds of BBE Do it do it do it do it Do it do it do it do it (You know what time it is) (Report to the dance floor) It's bad boy
a name It`s a game, cause they know that they don`t spit the same It`s a shame, what people do for ten minutes of fame Everyday it`s the same thing
Until then - I ain’t even speakin your name Just keep my name outta yo’ mouth and we can keep it the same Nigga, it ain’t that I’m too big to listen to
junk cause he's drunk And we may have to fuck his ass up Cause uh somethin' smells a lil fishy And I don't like the way his boys keep lookin' at me So
you don't, some niggaz be here for the moment, and then they gone, what happened to em? Well let's see, it seems to be a mystery But all I know I never
know we breakin it off, let's go (So come and get it down for me baby) Put it down now (And make it hot 'til they take it off) [Busta Rhymes] This is
it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin' Keep it movin' along, keep it movin' along Keep it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin', keep it movin' Keep
I do it just ain't enough It ain't enough, It ain't enough, it ain't enough You say it ain't enough And everytime I think its love It just ain't good
fortune and fame and see if it's what u expected Take the money and change and be careful where u invest it Just take the test and don't stress it
I was somethin hot quick 'Cris holdin that bottle, won't you pop it I threw the key to the city, since I locked it Girl I don't want no brain, give me
it a little at a time, don't go for it all At once cause that's stupid, it don't make sense Just relax and move your body, don't look so tense I'm
see every blemish and mistake and can't change it Back home is Alvarado/ K-Town and J-Town Or Little Tokyo for those that don't know Where figures shiver
don’t know me. It’s a case of divide-and-conquer, Cuz you let a jew break up my crew. House nigga gotta run and hide, Yellin’ compton, but you moved to riverside. So don’t
and I know white men can't dunk Now I'm stealin blunts And it came from Betty Crocker, overweight and blacker Don't fuck with the black-owned stores
what you make of it These niggaz want it cooked and I done closed down the bakery So stop stuntin' homie false promotin' It ain't about what'cha makin' it
rises And you gotta stay strong for the kids in their eyes and Please don't despise and go against all brothers and have a hatred in your heart and take it
the sky flyin' on a unicorn Downstairs with a bag of money and two clips Talkin' to Loons chicks wit' sombreros and toothpicks Sayin' they commit homicides for two bits And fuck for