Beatking - How 2 Stop lyrics

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Beatking - How 2 Stop lyrics

[Hook] Double cup, double cup I don't know how to stop Blowin' paper, gettin' guap I don't know how to stop Pop that p**y, throw that a** She don't know how to stop My name stay up in your f**in' 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 Turnin' heads in that foreign I don't know how to stop You been fake all your f**in' life You don't know how to stop [Verse 1 - BeatKing] I don't know how to stop I got hoes on the north I got b**hes 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 mothaf**in "H" up I threw fours on a Benz If she sittin' on that p**y I'ma probably f** her friend Got rich by my f**in' self It's gonna be that way to the end In first grade you couldn't play with my ninja turtles Still f** a friend Stackin paper, stackin' stackin' paper I don't know how to stop Never understood snitchin' I don't know how to cop (police!) Throw that a** for a real n***a She don't know how to stop All my n***as, they all k** n***as They don't know how to stop [Hook] Double cup, double cup I don't know how to stop Blowin' paper, gettin' guap I don't know how to stop Pop that p**y, throw that a** She don't know how to stop My name stay up in your f**in' 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 Turnin' heads in that foreign I don't know how to stop You been fake all your f**in' life You don't know how to stop [Verse 2 - Short Dawg] 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 k**ed Ain't no limits but a n***a time Too busy countin' 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 n***as hatin', keep the semi with me Checkin on her, thinkin' 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 hittin' stains in my auntie car I could pull up on you like a [?] Now you see the sparkles comin' out the watch Seen those cars that come without the top Wanna know just how I'm coppin' drops I could tell you, but I'm probably not I can tell you been around the block and need less miles Comin' slower than a reptile Gettin' high, boy let downs So you know about me [Hook] Double cup, double cup I don't know how to stop Blowin' paper, gettin' guap I don't know how to stop Pop that p**y, throw that a** She don't know how to stop My name stay up in your f**in' 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 Turnin' heads in that foreign I don't know how to stop You been fake all your f**in' life You don't know how to stop [Outro] Club God, Club God Club God, Club God Club God, Club God Club God, Club God

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