Can't Stop Songtext

Who you wit, spot a chick for my man to get

She a big body girl, I can handle it

Cuz my money blow 'em

If I had the voice of my man Sisqo, I could see the thong

But I'm not so I flash the yacht master

And the gold seal so I can get it faster

Eye contact, said my name Onasis

Check myself from catching hot flashes

This girl is just too much

Quench my thirst wit a glass of, "Puffy" punch
And that's the real, I'm the realest nigga ever seen

Fuck a gun, stop me, try a laser beam


CHORUS 2X: Dave Hollister

Where we goin, goin

How we movin, movin

What we doin, doin

Who she bouncin wit? "Keep bouncing"

Can't stop movin, movin, movin "Keep bouncing"

[Can't stop groovin, groovin, groovin]


[Verse 2]

Yo, same night, shit's right, glide down the block

Club Cheetahs, the other spot, uh

It should be closed, FUBU had a A-list fashion show

I bought the hoe, "you know!"

Inside, Deborah Cox, LL Cool...

J, broads hangin off the barstools

Uh, I'm the shit, I break down to any figure

"Trick" 'em you don't know "Nann Nigga"

Uh, around the chicks I flash the bread

Never, ever get over my head, I front instead, "trust me"

Me, I won't risk it

I do it all for the "Nookie" like Fred from Limp Bizkit

So I snooze 'em, seven day yacht cruise 'em

Do what I want to and then lose 'em

For real, me and my squad's off the hook

Case closed, end of story, close the book


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[Verse 3]

"I hate E so much right now"

I don't give a fuck, I be like ch ch BLAU!

Gettin hoes with asses like WOW

Laughin at y'all how you like me now, uh

I get the money baby, aint nothin funny baby

Carrots are for Bugs Bunny baby

To each his own, I rock til the spot is blown

Club hoppin, once again it's on


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