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BeatKing

"How 2 Stop"

[Hook]
Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowin' paper, gettin' guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pus*y, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your f*ckin' mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turnin' heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your f*ckin' life
You don't know how to stop

[Verse 1 - BeatKing]
I don't know how to stop
I got hoes on the north
I got b*tches in the swat
Club Godzilla, ain't nobody trilla
Double cup what we drink
Hit your gal from the back
Then wash my di*k in the sink
Throw that mothaf*ckin "H" up
I threw fours on a Benz
If she sittin' on that pus*y
I'ma probably f*ck her friend
Got rich by my f*ckin' self
It's gonna be that way to the end
In first grade you couldn't play with my ninja turtles
Still f*ck a friend
Stackin paper, stackin' stackin' paper
I don't know how to stop
Never understood snitchin'
I don't know how to cop (police!)
Throw that ass for a real n*gga
She don't know how to stop
All my n*ggas, they all kill n*ggas
They don't know how to stop

[Hook]
Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowin' paper, gettin' guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pus*y, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your f*ckin' mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turnin' heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your f*ckin' life
You don't know how to stop

[Verse 2 - Short Dawg]
Ran it up, ran it up, ran it up
I got work out on the hill
All my lil' partners on pills
Hammer took out, will get killed
Ain't no limits but a n*gga time
Too busy countin' this scrill
This cup I got cost me a grip
I can't let an ounce of it spill
Whip this cake and bring you plenty envy
n*ggas hatin', keep the semi with me
Checkin on her, thinkin' she a dime
To me these hoes ain't worth a pretty penny
I done made it out the inner city
They ain't think that I would come this far
I was hittin' stains in my auntie car
I could pull up on you like a [?]
Now you see the sparkles comin' out the watch
Seen those cars that come without the top
Wanna know just how I'm coppin' drops
I could tell you, but I'm probably not
I can tell you been around the block and need less miles
Comin' slower than a reptile
Gettin' high, boy let downs
So you know about me

[Hook]
Double cup, double cup
I don't know how to stop
Blowin' paper, gettin' guap
I don't know how to stop
Pop that pus*y, throw that ass
She don't know how to stop
My name stay up in your f*ckin' mouth
You don't know how to stop
How to stop, how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Do a hundred on the dash
I don't know how to stop
Turnin' heads in that foreign
I don't know how to stop
You been fake all your f*ckin' life
You don't know how to stop

[Outro]
Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God
Club God, Club God

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