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letra de stop it - krishank prasad

stop it lyrics
[intro]
takeoff [?]

[chorus: kp]
i told ’em boys to go stop it
hunnid thousand in my wallet this sh-t cannot fit in my pocket
i made the deposit
then i go and get exotic
i do not care bout the profits
these girls they be talkin’
gave her 13 bands i feel like i play for the rockets
you know imma rock it
don’t ask me about the price you already know imma cop it

[verse 1: neo]
[?] she twist and twirl
suck on my d-ck like cinnamon swirl
murdered the beat like k!ll confirmed
still alert, the whip gone skrt and blast
you last in the race but you gettin’ lapped
i can’t see your face ’cause [?]
stеve jobs i got this mac
green bay i got these packs

[verse 2: kp & neo]
cop it and sеll it for double the price
you heard what i said i ain’t asking it twice
f-ck on your b-tch and i’m just being nice
up in your fridge and i’m eating your rice
feel like i’m [?] i’m covered in ice
i’m cool in the day but a demon at night
some prada and gucci just keeping me right
12 on my ass, the speed of the light
creep down the block, then i make a right
don’t see no one better anywhere in sight
i just be making beats like i’m dwight
and i do not know the feet like i’m mike (?)
they hate for no reason i don’t understand
i’m just a youngin’ i’m after these bands
a lot on my mind got the pen in my hand
i hang with the winners i stick to the plan
[chorus: kp]
i told ’em boys to go stop it
hunnid thousand in my wallet this sh-t cannot fit in my pocket
i made the deposit
then i go and get exotic
i do not care bout the profits
these girls they be talkin’
gave her 13 bands i feel like i play for the rockets
you know imma rock it
don’t ask me about the price you already know imma cop it

[verse 3: neo]
caught up these bands, b-tch i’m the man
rockin’ these pants and they came from j-pan
oops, i think they might be from france
pop in the tesla and go automatic
pulled up in [?]
soon i’ll be up and performing for la la
[?} and broke out the locks
i get hate for no reason man f-ck all the talkin’
lately i been feelin’ nice
wintertime, got the ice
don’t ask me about the price
poppin’ the tag it go outta sight
takin’ a chance, i’m rollin’ the dice
stay in your head like motherf-ckin’ lice
i just want the bread, the money, my vice
i’m in the 350 the stick in my hand
i got a bl!cky the stick in my lap
told you already i’ll tell you again
i’m goin’ up ’cause lil’ b-tch i’m the man
n0body can stop me, b-tch i’m on fire i’m hot as a taki
drip murakami while i’m sipping sake
look at my pockets, got everybody watchin’
they tryin’ to be me i told ’em to stop it
[chorus: kp]
i told ’em boys to go stop it
hunnid thousand in my wallet this sh-t cannot fit in my pocket
i made the deposit
then i go and get exotic
i do not care bout the profits
these girls they be talkin’
gave her 13 bands i feel like i play for the rockets
you know imma rock it
don’t ask me about the price you already know imma cop it

- krishank prasad

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