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Lil Grande - Stop! Lyrics



Lil Grande - Stop! Lyrics
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Don't stop don't stop don't stop
Don't stop don't stop don't stop wait
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy
Bitch I'm a beast I'm a canine I survived Michael Vick
I'm a king everybody on their knees like Kapernick
Lamez hatin but they lookin so f*ckin hideous
Bumf*ck lookin ass go back to insidious
Died rose again 3 days later bitch i'm reborn
Forget this cross but you can't forget the f*cking thorns
These horns bout to plow into your f*ckin chest
Like bullets better have a bulletproof vest bitch
And I've been up countless nights no rest bitch
And i'm screaming to myself no help bitch
But I need it i'm avoiding the fact
That i'm rolling alone when I need a f*ckin pack
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy yeah
F*ck it up f*ck it f*ck it up
Shawty keep it jumpin she ain't ever given up uh
Buss it up buss it buss it up
Drop it to the ground earthquake in the club woah
F*ck it up f*ck it f*ck it up
Shawty keep it jumpin she ain't ever given up uh
Buss it up buss it buss it up
Drop it to the ground earthquake in the club woah
Lemme see that thang go to work
I'm the king on a perch you a stain on a shirt I bring that pain pop a perc
Aye yuh now I'm finna go berserk
Goin off on the beat I ain't talkin bout jerk
Straight ballin out like I'm mothaf*ckin dirk
If you say you got her cuffed why she always tryna flirt
I can't fake this shit I be swishin like Kobe
I'm the greatest all you mothaf*ckas stand below me
Boutta learn today how sick this f*ckin flow be
Shit so tight give you f*ckin claustrophobia
I don't sleep insomnia step in my eutopia
Show no fear no phobia shazam this shit we blowin up
You know I got that sauce my flow be sweet like baby rays
Lil bitch you f*ckin with the boss I'm like the ceo of pay
When I look ahead at my future
Best believe I'm gettin all the commas and sutra
I always keep it real no bloopers
Get chemotherapy we groin faster than tumors
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy yeah
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English

Don't stop don't stop don't stop
Don't stop don't stop don't stop wait
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy
Bitch I'm a beast I'm a canine I survived Michael Vick
I'm a king everybody on their knees like Kapernick
Lamez hatin but they lookin so f*ckin hideous
Bumf*ck lookin ass go back to insidious
Died rose again 3 days later bitch i'm reborn
Forget this cross but you can't forget the f*cking thorns
These horns bout to plow into your f*ckin chest
Like bullets better have a bulletproof vest bitch
And I've been up countless nights no rest bitch
And i'm screaming to myself no help bitch
But I need it i'm avoiding the fact
That i'm rolling alone when I need a f*ckin pack
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy yeah
F*ck it up f*ck it f*ck it up
Shawty keep it jumpin she ain't ever given up uh
Buss it up buss it buss it up
Drop it to the ground earthquake in the club woah
F*ck it up f*ck it f*ck it up
Shawty keep it jumpin she ain't ever given up uh
Buss it up buss it buss it up
Drop it to the ground earthquake in the club woah
Lemme see that thang go to work
I'm the king on a perch you a stain on a shirt I bring that pain pop a perc
Aye yuh now I'm finna go berserk
Goin off on the beat I ain't talkin bout jerk
Straight ballin out like I'm mothaf*ckin dirk
If you say you got her cuffed why she always tryna flirt
I can't fake this shit I be swishin like Kobe
I'm the greatest all you mothaf*ckas stand below me
Boutta learn today how sick this f*ckin flow be
Shit so tight give you f*ckin claustrophobia
I don't sleep insomnia step in my eutopia
Show no fear no phobia shazam this shit we blowin up
You know I got that sauce my flow be sweet like baby rays
Lil bitch you f*ckin with the boss I'm like the ceo of pay
When I look ahead at my future
Best believe I'm gettin all the commas and sutra
I always keep it real no bloopers
Get chemotherapy we groin faster than tumors
Shit stop wait
Okay speed it up keep it goin keep it goin now stop
Wait
I've been runnin the city
I got your bitch by the titties
She keep her hand on my lap
We boutta go hit a quickie
She like to blow on that Whitney
That pussy meow like a kitty
And I can't handle she pretty
She suck it good like it's trippy yeah
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Writer: Alec Stults, Noel Camacho, Tanner Thompson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Lil Grande
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Alec Stults, Noel Camacho, Tanner Thompson

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