Can’t Stop， Won’t Stop(Album Version) - The Lox

Come on yeah
I'm comin
Come on yeah
I'm comin
Come on yeah
I'm comin
Come on yeah
I'm comin
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Stlyes
Can't stop won't stop
Everything drop like panties hot like Miami
Move like little black kid stealing candy
Barely seen honnies call me barely cream
Real generals never fail eighteen
Would you believe I know what's up your sleeve
If you said in your last time
And thought he saw the devil Jay kissed his feet
You think not as if
Sheek won't bring it to you give you asthmas
Is he rockin cashmiere Y'all know we don't pass there
Matter fact I scoped out there last year
Hit him on the head said there ain't no cash there
Stay home Styles about to hit Tony Rhomes
Puff out his own with this chick from Rome
Funny how I'm greedy used to be needy
But now the Sean-Don keep the
Too many people worried about what we got
Everything we drop will be hot
Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop
Can't stop won't stop
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Sheek
Hey yo it's crazy we here now every chick want my baby
My career clear while your sh*t look hazy
Bang with us I don't think so we platinum plus
With no airplay so ain't sh*t for us to discuss
But when we hit you can't understand how we did it
At home praticin tryin to learn how we spit it
Fourty-eight hours of old tea like Nick Nolte
Young but O-G's at this rap sh*t ni**a please
One hit for all of us to start eatin
And wild stack on three weeks on bowell leather beats
Our parents are sharp like cactuses
And you can tell by chips we sleep on matresses
Dimes flooded out in the hidous
Sh*t you see in magazines cut out we freak them h*es
Drop them clothes double expose you in the lens
Now relax as we videotape you in the bed
Jay
If we talk about dollars only thing I turn down is my collar
Pull out turn them around if he reach make him holler
Who runnin the town The Goodfellas
Puff is the godfather dog so why bother
With the third-person you might catch me surfin
Money I be jerkin my newborn be burpin
Can't stop won't stop I want respect
And I only bum heads with checks
In the suite with this honey from Bangladesh
Pop a snapple I
Lay on my chest
All I had to do was get it there she doin the rest
Take a L to the head then we listen to flex
Yes the black hood and I mack good
With hydro and chocolate mixed in backwood
Ask yourself do you rap good or act good
Baby we ain't gon' stop but you should