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Артист: TelaНазвание : Can`t Stop MeДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop hip hop southern rap g-funk Видео:
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I`m off this red-eye shit Lost thinkers ain`t seen shit My bitch bowlegged and shit Thick thighs with them hazel eyes Smell the air, the night is mine You busters think I`m lyin I`m fin` to go in this casino now and lean up on them tables, why? Compulsive gambler with a compulsive hammer Bitches be takin pictures with the get`em`hoe cameras By this time a lot of niggaz got enter Throw my shit `cross to the pit boss Montana Comin out cause I`m feelin real good with a look like, "Bitch I wish you would" try to slow my roll, hold me up It ain`t gon` go, not this time bitch no I`m back up in this hoe, for the lights I want them D`s, the titles, the rights I`m laughin loud cause I`m feelin real nice I spins around in my chair twice I tap the pad part real real hard This table heah, y`all can just disregard YOU hoes need to keep on walkin cause y`all gon` fuck me up with all that talkin [Chorus: repeat 2X] Can`t, stop me baby I`ma baller baby I`m too hot to ladies play-boys baby Can`t, break me baby cause I`m paper baby Can`t, hate me baby gotta love you baby Can we ball? Where my dogs? Where my broads? (Hook us up) Alla y`all Can we ball? Where my dogs? Where my broads? Alla y`all [Tela] I started last night but now it`s sunny Long run like Marie in Dunny(??) Bitch on the side buggin, look honey All I`m thinkin is, big money Pussy don`t come poke I don`t fuck if I`m broke That`s how half these niggaz done, lost they stroke Now, slide them lights and blow on my throw I shakes `em twice through the air they float, point Twenty-five on the line (6 the easy way) Thirteen in the field, 50 odds, oh my God My whole table charged I picks up a hundred eighty-eight yards Sparks, balloons, room, V.I.P. cards (Hook us up) You fuckers think y`all smart Who sent y`all? Hey fuck y`all Fuck these cards, I`m outta Dodge [Chorus] [Tela] Towards the do` my ass done stopped You guessed it, I`m at them slots I drops two rubber bands, why not? I`m up a hand at the MG Grand Two mo` honeybuns the whole shit locked Big guns, seven across, jackpot My ass is hot, I`m heated I`m scorch, I`m holdin it down, I`m runnin the court In other words to make a long story short .. I know the fuckin sport I got the owner bout to shit his shorts I got the city on life support After this run I`ma sit and soak Cause after this run, ain`t SHIT broke After this run, I don`t need to smoke I`ma get a bitch and get throwed on the boat | Похожие исполнители:
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