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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

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

I shots at intruders
Take the money and invest in computers
to reach the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
Coming the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero

But for now I'll play the back of the
Light another sack for the three time
Pour out beer, bust out the ruger
Ladies and

will leave you tremblin'
up
I got my mommy cooking up
We got it all from Heron to

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

Legend with the chip, blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, me if you can
I'm a still transport 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
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, what you do
What you gonna do when they for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

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

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 your head, take all your

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

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

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

Now it's back to grams, damn, that somethin'
All for frontin', what you gonna do? Nothin'
So let's keep things
Everything I write better

I'm into gettin' money, twistin'
Niggaz is buyin' coupes while you on the stoop lookin'
I'm a scorer, shorty the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I never her

It's all about whips and fast knicks
Gats mad clips, TV's in your whips
My style tight like 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 come to gamble with small stacks
Really though, y'all, I never knew y'all
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through

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

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you gonna do 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 about Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard with hunnies crushin'

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

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

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

Who you think the ladies are
Vansons, I'm dancing in the mansion
So cheers to of the ice in your chains and your watches
And see how we lock this

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you gonna do they come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll 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 ain't it
pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit
'Gator trunks bitch, blunts with the williest of the Willy

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

Dolce and

Big poppa slippin'
diamonds shinin'

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

Games we life endin'
Bitches bending with ease
For a pair of jeans
And Karan tank 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, I make

Get's stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, sands
plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke tint rims and system

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

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