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Don't stop, I'm not yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet
stop, I'm not finished yet

Don't stop, I'm not yet
stop, I'm not finished yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet

Do you ever ask yourself, when are ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making those
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop us dance?
Do you ever ask
When those bad boy are gonna making all this money?

I lick shots at
Take the coke and invest in computers
Tryin' to reach the next level, Rolex the ice bezel
Coming through the ghetto, in a Porsche

But for now I'll play the of the cruiser
Light another sack for the time losers
out some beer, bust out the ruger
and gentleman

Bullets leave you tremblin'
up
I got my Cuban cooking up
We got it all from to Fishscale

New York to Ismail get locked, I'm bail
My style is flashy like a fiver
Going the globe, hunnies wearing silk robes
Time to the script, bust the whip

with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, me if you can
I'm a still transport with my man on the Pan
Get and bury the bricks in the sand

They think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a grand
So I can hit the boat and a shower
back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack blocks by the keys, L to the O to the X see

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

See, it's man
And we gonna do the thing to you we did to you in '95
We gonna keep hittin' you in your head all that

Yeah then, you better act like you know
L to the O, X amount the
Ain't change but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on head, take all your strength

Yeah, I'm in it for the
I'll get up in your seam while I'm sonning you a nigga from Queens
My tape in your duel cassette me
Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you ain't none of me

Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs me
'Cause you and I know, the flow is coming B
you want it? Now or later?
I get mine and slide like a fresh pair of

my mega click, involved in Montega bricks
Niggaz is mega sick, and you know we roll thick
Up where they bust your man
In the van, interrupt your plans

Now it's back to grams, damn, ain't that
All for frontin', what you gonna do? Nothin'
So let's keep things
Everything I write nationalize

I'm into gettin' money, twistin'
Niggaz is buyin' coupes you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, shorty love the whole
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I called her

It's all about quick whips and fast
Gats mad clips, TV's in your whips
My tight like Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace with the buckle

Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the with the hatch
Cop one for my man, so ill shits
Runnin' around all twistin' hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with small
Really though, screw y'all, I never y'all
Your click be yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you gonna do when they for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

Yo, hard as it is to make a buck, I ain't tryin' to get
So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I don't a fuck
It's all respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard with hunnies grapes

So I go down to my steam and give a long prayer
Knowing one day I'll be Sheek Luchion the mayor
Fatigued out in my house or
Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the supports this
(Uh-hun)

My rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes
Givin' rallies, and holdin' parades for the groups
Now you gon' do?
When they for you

The same thing you doing
Eye
And gum chewing
(Whoh)
me and my mans are pursuin'

Who you the ladies are enhancin'
Rocking Vansons, I'm in the mansion
So to life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And you'll see how we this

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you gonna do they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Niggaz talkin' it but livin' it
Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the

Hitchlin' cocked M-1's and millies
Stories like a
(That's right)
Model bitches if I'm a fuck with her
She know I treats my bitches like

Dolce and

Big poppa slippin'
H-class shinin'

Dinner the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking in Bogota
With niggaz named Panama
And and shit

Games we play endin'
Bitches bending over with
For a pair of jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got your bank

on top

Under the of 'em

From to mansion
Stashing keys G's overseas
in my V's
Game elevates, money I

your stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, sands
plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke chrome rims and system

That leaves your rear tremblin'
What you gonna do when poppa catch an
Drop to knees and show gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank thing I stay potent
Bitch is devoted, my dick and deep throat it

You'll see, see
(Don't stop)