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Kpú — Stop it
Artist: → Kpú
Kpú — Stop it — lyrics
{intro}
Takeoff {?}
{chorus: kp}
I told ’em boys to go stop it
Hunnid thousand in my wallet this shit 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 dick like cinnamon swirl
Murdered the beat like kill 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
Fuck on your bitch 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 shit 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, bitch i’m the man
Rockin’ these pants and they came from japan
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 fuck 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 motherfuckin’ lice
I just want the bread, the money, my vice
I’m in the 350 the stick in my hand
I got a blicky the stick in my lap
Told you already i’ll tell you again
I’m goin’ up ’cause lil’ bitch i’m the man
Nobody can stop me, bitch 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 shit 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
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