Lyrics to Stop It
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Imma tell you broke niggers some thing
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Make money no vacation
Pay cash don't make payments
Getting high like I'm eighteen
But I've been rich since the late eighty's
Backstage naked ladies
Popping pills and swallowing babies
Bad bitches ain't come to play
She gonna give me head
Before I go on stage

New car a couple a hundred
Ain't nothing I call it play money
Bugatti, Ferrari, the Benz, the Bentley
Juicy stay stunting
Street niggers we packing them 2s
Play with it make action news
Put some money on your head
You're worth a stack or two

Real nigger I'm 100 I stay leaning
I chase money
Niggers out here saving hoes
Niggers need to be saving money
Made mine can't take it from me
Hit the club I take your woman
Take her home
Get some head
Wake up breakfast in bed
Nigger that's grits and eggs
Rich bitch don't forget the bread
Up and down that interstate
I move weight that's Jenny Craig
Imma fuck me a model
Imma fuck me a model
You only get to live one time
So Imma fuck me a model

I make money all day then
I ball with the profits
Niggers hate on me
I tell'em hating niggers stop it
Go fuck with a bitch
Get that back and then I'm gone
Catch me on that loud pack
Blowing on this strong
I make money all day then
I ball with the profits
Niggers hate on me
I tell'em hating niggers stop it
Go fuck with a bitch
Get that back and then I'm gone
Catch me on that loud pack
Blowing on this strong

Straight out of Memphis nigger
Still here

Did you ain't no killer
And real niggers don't talk
Start shit in this club
Is going down in the parking lot
Niggers get killed
Everyday we shedding no tears
Niggers can't keep they mouth closed
Just get with them here
Your hoe be fucking yo bitch
And she ain't sucking yo cock
Them movies are holding you down
And you call them niggers yo dawgs
They in here I hear hating
So stray straight up like a tight
Take that guns they see in movie
Except they not shooting blunts
That first skin bar jay light
They don't care who looking
Young nigger got something to pull
Nigger they keep pushing
They're all in my hood
And they're smoking like a swisher
We don't play about money
And we don't play with them pistols

I make money all day then
I ball with the profits
Niggers hate on me
I tell'em hating niggers stop it
Go fuck with a bitch
Get that back and then I'm gone
Catch me on that loud pack
Blowing on this strong
I make money all day then
I ball with the profits
Niggers hate on me
I tell'em hating niggers stop it
Go fuck with a bitch
Get that back and then I'm gone
Catch me on that loud pack
Blowing on this strong
Songwriters: WILLIAMS, MICHAEL / SLAUGHTER, PIERRE RAMON / HOUSTON, JORDAN
Publisher: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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