Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Stop Won't Stop, artist - Fabolous. Album song Real Talk (123), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.10.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
Don't Stop Won't Stop |
It’s been a year and some change |
And I’ve been hearin' some things |
That there’s some motherfuckers tryin' to be me |
But ain’t none of these motherfuckers tryin' to see me |
So I won’t stop, and I don’t stop, yeah |
It’s like everywhere I look and everywhere I go |
I’m hearin' muh’fucka’s tryin’a steal my flow |
But it ain’t no thing cause see my nigga J. O |
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the do' |
Now I done been so many places and seen so many faces |
But none of these motherfuckers do it like me |
Don’t no motherfuckin' clique do it like we |
Guess I’m doin' the right thing like Spike Lee |
See they talk like they some ho’s, I walk like I’m suppose' |
But if they get in the way they get stepped on |
It’s the hundred-thou with the bling kept on |
Dippin' on my semi-automatic weap-on |
I ain’t playin' no games, and I ain’t sayin' no names |
Nigga put the shoes on if they fit you |
Well there’s two things that I’m gon' admit to |
That I won’t stop, and I don’t stop |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
I take whatever come wit the wealth, and even humble myself |
But I ain’t the kinda nigga you can style on |
I got a coupe that I’m finna put some miles on |
And I ride on these niggas wit a smile on |
See I’m 'bout stackin' money but when they start actin' funny |
I fall back and all a man do is laugh |
I’m the kinda player that ain’t gotta do the draft |
Buncha hits, couple plaques nigga do the math |
But a nigga must be gone for gettin' his hustle on |
So I had to come through and take the corner back |
And I’m back wit the rubber bands on a stack |
Nigga quit or take what I give on a pack |
Girls still think I’m fly |
Blow kiss and wink the eye |
And tell me they wanna go somewhere and freak off |
I tell 'em I would love to stop and take the week off |
But I won’t stop, and I don’t stop |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
I listen to niggas flippin' my lines |
And be grippin' my nine |
Like damn niggas flip and only spit game |
Niggas comin' at me tryin' to get names |
Niggas lookin like me tryin' to get fame |
See first it didn’t matter, and I was a little flattered |
But now these young boys they gettin' too grown |
Like I ain’t show 'em how to rock jewels two toned |
But it won’t stop, and it don’t stop |
Yeah |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
It don’t stop |
And it won’t stop |
And it don’t stop |
It don’t stop, it won’t stop |
It’s like everywhere I look and everywhere I go |
I’m hearin' muthafuckas tryin’a steal my flow |
But it ain’t no thing cause see my nigga J. O |
Put me up on the game when I stepped through the do' |