
Can’t Stop Now (Kicks Like A Mule Remix) Major Lazer (Ft. Azealia Banks, Jovi Rockwell & Mr. Vegas)
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[Chorus: Mr Vegas]
Girl, I'm loving you more every day, can't stop now
I'll be loving you more tomorrow, can't stop now
[Verse 1: Azealia Banks]
I get the *shots* like high fives
Leave your *boy* hanging out on a clothes line
Play peek-a-boo through a slit like blinds
And seen his little meat like chicken pot pie
His chicken pox eyeballs fall underneath
Up stack street time to retreat
Meet me in the middle, hit the door like road runner
Change my screenname and phone number
Hit your *bullets* with the deuce like pop
There ain't a buck that keeps enough to make *ricochet* Okay *gunshot*
Bang, I'd rather *toilet flushes* through the bladder
Now pop quick like handsoap lather
No cigs excuse, no niggas on my block
Your condom fit like a skittle in a sock
I haven't had a tater tot since I ate school lunch
So you can eat the *broken glass* while I face these blunts
[Interlude]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Girl, I'm loving you more every day, can't stop now
I'll be loving you more tomorrow, can't stop now
[Verse 1: Azealia Banks]
I get the *shots* like high fives
Leave your *boy* hanging out on a clothes line
Play peek-a-boo through a slit like blinds
And seen his little meat like chicken pot pie
His chicken pox eyeballs fall underneath
Up stack street time to retreat
Meet me in the middle, hit the door like road runner
Change my screenname and phone number
Hit your *bullets* with the deuce like pop
There ain't a buck that keeps enough to make *ricochet* Okay *gunshot*
Bang, I'd rather *toilet flushes* through the bladder
Now pop quick like handsoap lather
No cigs excuse, no niggas on my block
Your condom fit like a skittle in a sock
I haven't had a tater tot since I ate school lunch
So you can eat the *broken glass* while I face these blunts
[Interlude]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah (Ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah)
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