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BeatKing

How To Stop

 

How To Stop

(album: Club God 5 - 2016)


Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowing paper, getting guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pussy, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your fucking mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turning heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your fucking life
You don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop
I got hoes on the north
I got bitches in the swat
Club Godzilla, ain't nobody trilla
Double cup what we drink
Hit your gal from the back
Then wash my dick in the sink
Throw that mothafuckin "H" up
I threw fours on a Benz
If she sitting on that pussy
I'ma probably fuck her friend
Got rich by my fucking self
It's gonna be that way to the end
In first grade you couldn't play with my ninja turtles
Still fuck a friend
Stackin paper, stacking stacking paper
I don't know how to stop
Never understood snitching
I don't know how to cop (police!)
Throw that ass for a real nigga
She don't know how to stop
All my niggas, they all kill niggas
They don't know how to stop

Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowing paper, getting guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pussy, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your fucking mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turning heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your fucking life
You don't know how to stop

Ran it up, ran it up, ran it up
I got work out on the hill
All my lil' partners on pills
Hammer took out, will get killed
Ain't no limits but a nigga time
Too busy counting this scrill
This cup I got cost me a grip
I can't let an ounce of it spill
Whip this cake and bring you plenty envy
Niggas hating, keep the semi with me
Checkin on her, thinking she a dime
To me these hoes ain't worth a pretty penny
I done made it out the inner city
They ain't think that I would come this far
I was hitting stains in my auntie car
I could pull up on you like a [?]
Now you see the sparkles coming out the watch
Seen those cars that come without the top
Wanna know just how I'm copping drops
I could tell you, but I'm probably not
I can tell you been around the block and need less miles
Coming slower than a reptile
Getting high, boy let downs
So you know about me

Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowing paper, getting guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pussy, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your fucking mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turning heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your fucking life
You don't know how to stop

Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God

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