Jay Worthy, Harry Fraud, Larry June - Can't Be Stopped lyrics

Yeah la música de Harry Fraud
My nigga Larry J all the way from the Bay
What’s hannin’?

Nylon Bortez like we weirdos (Weirdos)
See,  the shoes with the spikes
I don’t wear those (Wear those)
He got painted fingernails like a weirdo 
(Weirdo)
Spit game, talk shit in her earlobe 
(Like a pimp)
Dress her up, give her game – how I gear hoes
(What it is)
Fuck haters, fuck opps, I don’t fear those
(How it is)
Got God on my side, that’s my real bro
Tell the homie come out, like I’m here, bro
(Like I’m here, bro)
Bitch lyin’ on a P, like I guess so
(Lyin’ ass)
See, the life of a P is so stressful
(So stressful) they gave the homie fifteen
That’s a stress though (For real)
I had to get out the game, I can’t trust hoes
(Nah) bitch, I’ve been from the gang
Like my Chucks on (Chucks on)
Talk shit ‘bout the gang, you bet bust- on
Bon Bonerie, double-o – James Bond (Double-o)
Bon Bonerie, double-o – James Bond (07)
See, the birds fly to me like a scarecrow
(Scarecrow)
In the field all day like a scarecrow
(Scarecrow)
Old-school high tops with the Velcro (Straps)
Got a different type of hustle
I don’t sell nun’

I need it, I want it, I can’t be stopped
(Can’t be stopped, bitch)
She choosin’, she lookin’, she out of pock-
(You out of pocket, hoe)
She fucked up, she know it, I’m finna knock
(Finna knock her)
Real P gon’ send her (Send the bitch)
This shit don’t stop (It don’t stop, hoe)

I liked it a lot, so I bought the whip
I was on foot when I caught the bitch
How you doin’? My name is Larry
I sip orange juice, and I’m steady mashin’
Hey, bitch, hand me that mufuckin’ car key
I gotta make move
Narks out heavy, so I gotta play it smoove
The bitch asked for money
Then I turned to a Jew
Bitch, didn’t I just buy your
Ass some new shoes?
I take apart the rental car
Then put it back together
By Larry, the boy so clever
I’m walkin’ like this
‘cause the boof kinda heavy
She put it in my hand
When I walked in the ‘telly
All I got is game for a punk rock bitch
Six months in the game, and I got rich
My life is fast, and so is my whips
My life a trip, my diamonds hit yeah

I need it, I want it, I can’t be stopped
(Can’t be stopped, bitch)
She choosin’, she lookin’, she out of pock-
(You out of pocket, hoe)
She fucked up, she know it, I’m finna knock
(Finna knock her)
Real P gon’ send her (Send the bitch)
This shit don’t stop (It don’t stop, hoe)

Man groovy
Man numbers
Yes, Lord bitch, hand me that water
Shit!