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 Don't stop, I'm not yet
Do you ever ask yourself, are they ever gonna stop? Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna making those hits? Do you ever ask yourself, are they gonna stop making us dance? Do you ask yourself When those bad boy are gonna stop making all money?
I lick at intruders Take the coke money and invest in Tryin' to reach the next level, with the ice bezel Coming the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero
But for now I'll play the of the cruiser Light another sack for the three losers Pour out some beer, out the ruger Ladies and
Bullets will leave you up I got my mommy cooking up We got it all from to Fishscale
New York to Ismail get locked, I'm bail My is flashy like a fiver strobes Going around the globe, hunnies wearing robes Time to flip the script, the whip
Legend with the chip, blue with my trunk dipped To the feds, me if you can I'm a still with my man on the Peter Pan Get there and bury the bricks in the
They I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand So I can hit the boat and take a Head back to the airport, and hide the money in the blocks by the keys, L to the O to the X you'll see
Bad boy, bad boy, what you do What you gonna do when come for you (Gun cocking) You'll see, see (Gun cocking)
Bad boy, bad boy, what you do What you gonna do when come for you (Gun cocking) You'll see, see (Gun cocking)
See, 1996 man And we gonna do the thing to you we did to you in '95 We gonna keep hittin' you in your with all that
Yeah aight then, you 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 like a from Queens My tape in duel cassette running me to get in front of me playa, but you ain't gettin' none of me
Better off gunnin' me, with hot numbing me 'Cause you and I know, the flow is coming B When you it? Now or later? I get mine and slide like a fresh pair of
With my click, involved in Montega bricks is mega sick, and you know we roll mega thick Up north they bust your man In the custom van, your plans
Now it's back to grams, damn, ain't that All that for frontin', what you do? Nothin' So keep things rationalized Everything I write nationalize
I'm into gettin' money, hunnies is buyin' coupes while you on the stoop lookin' funny I'm a scorer, love the whole aura Pussy all that, that's why I never called her
It's all about quick whips and knicks Gats with mad clips, in your whips My tight like Gotti when I touch you Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints the buckle
Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer with the Cop one for my man, so ill shits around all crazy twistin' hunnies back And breakin' niggaz that come to gamble with small Really though, y'all, I never knew y'all Your click be like 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) You'll see, see (Gun cocking)
Yo, hard as it is to make a buck, I ain't to get stuck So I'm a keep handlin' beef like I give 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 room and give a long prayer Knowing that one day I'll be Luchion the mayor Fatigued out in my or office Blunt spots and cops can't grow shit so the town supports this (Uh-hun)
My staff rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Givin' rallies, and holdin' for the lifers groups Now what you do? When they for you
The same thing you been Eye And bubble gum (Whoh) While me and my mans are
Who you think the are enhancin' Vansons, I'm dancing in the mansion So cheers to life of the ice in chains and your watches And see how we lock this
Bad boy, bad boy, what you do What you gonna do when come for you (Gun cocking) see, you'll see (Gun cocking)
Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do What you gonna do when they for you (Gun cocking) You'll see, see (Gun cocking)
Click, click, uh, uh, uh Niggaz talkin' it but ain't it pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit 'Gator bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the Willy
cocked M-1's and nine millies Stories like a (That's right) Model wondering if I'm a fuck with her She know I treats my like Ivana
and Gabana Big poppa never H-class shinin'
Dinner the wifey winin', dinin' Smoking cigars in With Colombian named Panama And and shit
Games we life endin' bending over with ease For a of Moschino jeans And Donna Karan tops I got your bank stopped
on top Under the of 'em
From duplex to Stashing keys G's overseas in my V's Game elevates, money I
Get's your stocks and real estates, Jet in the Caribbean, white sands Discussing plans my mans Dark land, smoke tint chrome rims and system
That leaves your rear views What you do when poppa catch an attitude Drop to knees and show gratitude Kiss my it's a Frank White thing I stay potent Bitch is devoted, take my dick and throat it
see, you'll see (Don't stop)