King Combs - Can't Stop Won't Stop (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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King Combs - Can't Stop Won't Stop (en) Lyrics
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Can't stop, won't stop, nigga (Yeah)
Can't stop, won't stop, never stop
Can't stop, won't stop, never
Can't stop, won't stop, Bad Boy
Always upgradin' from my last whore
I done fucked on Risha, Keisha and Joy
And I ain't trippin' if
you dippin', enjoy
I was locked twenty-three and one
Now I ball like 23, and one
Sniper Gang, I'm always
playin' manhunt
I'm the one who killed
lil' Foolie and what?
Still got the fire in my eyes
but I changed though
Suck my dick, bitch, I'm too
rich to drive a Range Rover
Lil' Haiti baby, I remember
stealin' mangoes
How my side bitch fuck better
than my main ho? (Woo)
How my side bitch fuck better
than my main bitch?
Every nigga say it's smoke,
they get extinguished
I just talk that Guapanese,
it's my language (Woo)
I just put some Cartiers
on my main bitch (Fuck)
I just put some Valentino on
my main ho (My main ho)
Bad Boy chain bussin' like
the rainbow (Bussin')
I'm off Yak, I'm with Yak
in the Lambo (Yak)
Yellin' out the window, "Money
ain't a thing, ho"
Yeah, uh
We outside again
Couple goons with me,
we ain't hidin' in
Brand new Cullinan, that's
what we slidin' in (Uh)
Bad lil' bitch, I Prada her
That pussy good, she proud
of it (Proud of it)
I can't fall in love 'cause that
money be my bottom bitch
But she still suck it and then
she swallow it (Yeah, yeah)
All these niggas steady hating 'cause
more money be more problems
We gon' let these niggas talkin',
we gon' silence it
It might look light but it's
heavy like my Jesus
Might rock a throwback like I'm
Fab with the chipped tooth
Fuck with me, baby, I got
DeLeón and blunts too
She text me, "Where you at?", I
sent the addy, come through
Now she in love with me 'cause
she ain't used to luxury
Why would I hate on you? I
do my thing comfortably
I'm not the one, I'm not the
two, you know it, C3
She brushin' up my ways, talking
'bout, she need me (Ooh)
And I ain't trippin' if
you dippin, enjoy
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