Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song STOP IT , by - Ocean Wisdom. Song from the album Big Talk Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 10.10.2019
Record label: Beyond Measure
Song language: English
STOP IT |
| Yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| I pull off in traffic |
| Not stalled in the 'matic |
| You know that he’ll back it |
| I beg him don’t back it |
| I’m tryna get home, so I told him don’t slap it |
| I’ll slap up the pussy, don’t clap it, don’t clap it |
| They thought they could hack it, but they couldn’t hack it |
| Cah I’m too erratic, my guydem emphatic |
| My whip automatic |
| I manually drag it |
| She asked me to tap it but I didn’t tap it |
| I-I-I piss off my ex cah I’m rich and I’m rappin' |
| The stripper is Spanish, I don’t speak the language |
| I can’t understand but my dick understand it |
| She callin' me? |
| What the fuck is she callin' me? |
| Fuck what she calling me |
| I got the cabbage |
| I twist up a batter |
| The man the finest |
| I smoke with the man,, that’s the mandem |
| My foreign is white, my jacket is white |
| I made money off wire and for that I’m embarrassed |
| I jump on the jet with no cabin for baggage |
| I pack what I want, at the border I blag it |
| , actually rung on my man and he brang it |
| I told him to bring it |
| I’ll pay for his flight if he smuggle the food |
| To the spot that I’m linin' |
| They wanted to- |
| They wanted to stop it but they couldn’t stop it |
| They told me to drop it but I didn’t drop it |
| Now I got a wad I can’t fit in my pocket |
| I prod on a profit |
| I pest to the profit |
| I piss of the profit |
| I buck up the profit |
| He brought me the prophets, oracles, and boffins |
| They told me I got it |
| I know that I got it |
| I don’t deal with boffins |
| I’m findin' with bore |
| And I roll with the realest, the brothers on tour |
| And they had our security, hit him and floor him |
| The same man that’s hatin', and paintin', and floorin' |
| They told me bring 1 in but Wizzy bring 4 in |
| They told me bring some in but Wizzy bring more in |
| You want it, then show me |
| That’s 10 more insurance |
| She wanted to fuck 'cause she heard I’m enormous |
| I roll with the ballers, make 20 fine orders |
| We splash at the jeweler, you juul’d at the jeweler |
| You walk in with me, get a swift likkle schoolin' |
| Like «that's one’s a VS and that one’s a Flawless |
| You can’t afford that, that’s for rappers and Saudis |
| You can afford that 'cah it’s crappy and cloudy» |
| You smoke on the shh, I roll on the loudy |
| The feds want me loyal but I’m not a bounty |
| You’re loyal to feds |
| You was never on corners |
| I roll with the ATNAs and Goras and Kalas |
| And local killers that turn to informers |
| We don’t speed no more but they beg here regardless |
| I pull up with Rollies and Royces with armor |
| I used to be broke but I caught up with karma |
| I’m feeling like Eyez |
| If you’re a farmer, better go hide all that good marijuana |
| If you got weed and it’s dead then I’ll judge him |
| I roll with the Mac and he won’t sell you nothin' |
| Unless you’re a bro or a pal or a cousin |
| They thought they was plugged in but they wasn’t plugged in |
| It’s frosty house wars and I gotta leave you buzzin' |
| If any time comin', it isn’t comin' |
| They 40 years old and still type as the youngins |
| Beg you allow it, you’re stinky |
| I wear what you earn in a year on my pinky |
| You’re tiny and whiny and overly wimpy |
| You talk on the net, not a talker in person |
| I beg you to choke or my temper’ll worsen |
| I know if I flip out, you’re hurtin' for certain |
| I got me a blade, it’ll perch on a person |