Joe Moses - Stop It lyrics
[Joe Moses - Stop It lyrics]
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Hunned karrot chain got me
Lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if
My niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and
That wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas
I ain't talkin' 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a jacuzzi
I'm rich off hit's, got Blood
Got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumpin' out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, sayin', "Bitch
I'm the juice man"
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Eight hunnid thousand dollars and I
Spent it on dope
400 Summers, got about a hunnid more
Yeah it's NWB, they don't want no smoke
And you know it's OMMIO when
I'm walkin' through the door
Ayy Joe (What's up, part'?)
We gotta give 'em that G shit
(What's brackin' then?)
I mean it gotta be funky
Hell yeah, YG from Bompton
Roddy Ricch from Compton
Can't tell me nothin'
Big gun with a whole hunnid
Shoot 50 in your face and your whole stomach
Slidin' in that club with a whole hunnid
This a Rolls not a Tundra, I'm a 54 stunna
I ain't no motherfuckin' bitch
You better greet me when you see me
Real gutta nigga, fuckin' bitches of of TV
Bitch, I'm in the polls
I ain't no nigga in the D-League
I'm in the Bay with Kamiyah
Sellin' white like I'm G-Eazy
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
All I do is threesomes
Hunned karrot chain got me
Lookin' like I'm Jesus
38 sub ad-lib like Jeezy
Don't call niggas bro if
My niggas ain't eatin'
(Mustard on the beat, ho)
Talkin' midget on my neck and
That wrist look foolish
Niggas ain't turnt, he a turnt up tuna
Better check in when you slide through Cooper
Roll with 4Hunnid niggas
I ain't talkin' 'bout Juvy
Bitch, my lawyer wanna talk about movies
Bitch, you a throw off, you a goofy
Bitch, I would cool off in a jacuzzi
I'm rich off hit's, got Blood
Got Crips on ten
Bool, man, fuck with my whoopy (Ayy)
We off heads, jumpin' out shootin' (Ayy)
Apartments, after dark troopin'
The homies got juice, sayin', "Bitch
I'm the juice man"
Toucan, different color birds I done flew in
2 grand, hundred thousand dollars on apparel
Skinny jeans, Versace, strawberry like Darryl
50k all year, big G's on my belt
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Eight hunnid thousand dollars and I
Spent it on dope
400 Summers, got about a hunnid more
Yeah it's NWB, they don't want no smoke
And you know it's OMMIO when
I'm walkin' through the door
Ayy Joe (What's up, part'?)
We gotta give 'em that G shit
(What's brackin' then?)
I mean it gotta be funky
Hell yeah, YG from Bompton
Roddy Ricch from Compton
Can't tell me nothin'
Big gun with a whole hunnid
Shoot 50 in your face and your whole stomach
Slidin' in that club with a whole hunnid
This a Rolls not a Tundra, I'm a 54 stunna
I ain't no motherfuckin' bitch
You better greet me when you see me
Real gutta nigga, fuckin' bitches of of TV
Bitch, I'm in the polls
I ain't no nigga in the D-League
I'm in the Bay with Kamiyah
Sellin' white like I'm G-Eazy
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
I don't do relationships
All I do is threesomes
Look, all I do is break a bitch
I don't mistreat 'em
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it
Bitch, stop it
I ain't wearin' no mothafuckin' Robins
Bitch, stop it, big guns, bitch
We don't do no boxin' boy, stop
Out detailin' everybody you flock with
These niggas goin' through us
To get poppin', bitch, stop it