Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop Young Gunz
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[Intro: Young Chris] & (Neef Buck)
Six figure, woo
Uh, Youngunaz (Youngunaz) Chris and Neef (That's right)
Yeah, uh, this official State P. representers
[Chorus: Young Chris]
Can't stop, won't stop, Rocafella Records
Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
The girls, the girls, they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing less
[Verse 1: Young Chris]
They don't make us or break us
When they make-up to break up (No)
See the Jacob, fix they lil' make up (Uh)
That's them Youngunaz Chris and Lil' Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Lil' Kee Kee (That's right)
Home base yes I'm cool back dere (Uh huh)
Keep ya mouth shut, we might do that dere
Yep, it's only right, that the whole block stares
Hop out the Benz, with blue and white airs
Smooth let's go and get left field
Mami feelin my baguettes so my whole neck glow
Say I'm young but I can sex though
Now could it be I'm the one ladies check fo'
Yes ho, got grown women my momma age, fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everything, way before them rhyming days
Naw it ain't bout the age, it's all in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke, 'til they got my jammies, HEY!
Six figure, woo
Uh, Youngunaz (Youngunaz) Chris and Neef (That's right)
Yeah, uh, this official State P. representers
[Chorus: Young Chris]
Can't stop, won't stop, Rocafella Records
Cause we, we get down baby, we get down baby
The girls, the girls, they love us
Cause we stay fresh to death, we the best nothing less
[Verse 1: Young Chris]
They don't make us or break us
When they make-up to break up (No)
See the Jacob, fix they lil' make up (Uh)
That's them Youngunaz Chris and Lil' Neefy
Wishin they was the one what Chris got Lil' Kee Kee (That's right)
Home base yes I'm cool back dere (Uh huh)
Keep ya mouth shut, we might do that dere
Yep, it's only right, that the whole block stares
Hop out the Benz, with blue and white airs
Smooth let's go and get left field
Mami feelin my baguettes so my whole neck glow
Say I'm young but I can sex though
Now could it be I'm the one ladies check fo'
Yes ho, got grown women my momma age, fuck me all kinda ways
Suck and swallow everything, way before them rhyming days
Naw it ain't bout the age, it's all in da stroke
Bitches thought I was a joke, 'til they got my jammies, HEY!
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