Joey Valence, Brae - Can't Stop Now lyrics
Joseph Bertolino
Brae
[Joey Valence, Brae - Can't Stop Now lyrics]
Mr Prattz! Stop this madness!
Stop it right now!
I’m giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label’s pop, yeah
This is my label’s pop, yeah
We about to shoot on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need a label don’t throw us a bone
Hop out on GOMO been rapping since we YOLO
You won’t catch me in a polo
We play this game on solo
Better wake up early
Two years now, going on 30
You munchkins rap so burly
Lean gut, bitch, looking like Kirby
I’m giving it all that I got
Big smile, finny pad, pick the rock
Used to put it on, tipping it on to the spot
B-Boy, boy, I’m keeping it hot
Running it, running it, running it, drop
Stacking the numbers all the way to the top
Moving like Sonic, boy, I cannot stop
Turn on the NOS, I’m about to pop
I’m giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
We got this shit on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need a label don’t throw us a bone
Bitch, I am not a dog
All these A&Rs trying to give me cars
I’m not trying to sell civic on my arm
You raw, I’m melee kick roller, I’m Pele
Or whip, just hit the nene
No cut out for my payday
You want this, you can’t touch this
We saucing, yeah, McLovin’
We moving, yeah, we chugging
Your frozen dollars bugging
On stage, I’m tripping
Nels painted, you’re tripping
No style, no sauce
Who made you the coochie bars?
Give it up, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Dance, dance, dance keep doing it, y’all
Take it to the top keep doing it, y’all
Keep doing it, y’all
Giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
We got the shit on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need that label
Don’t double, so double, so boom
Get up get, get up
Do it, do it all right, boom
Get up get, get up boom
We doing it, y’all we doing it, y’all
We doing it, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Keep doing it, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Just doing it, y’all
Keeping doing it, y’all?
Give it up, you got me dance, dance, dance
Yeah, now we take it to the top
Stop it right now!
I’m giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label’s pop, yeah
This is my label’s pop, yeah
We about to shoot on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need a label don’t throw us a bone
Hop out on GOMO been rapping since we YOLO
You won’t catch me in a polo
We play this game on solo
Better wake up early
Two years now, going on 30
You munchkins rap so burly
Lean gut, bitch, looking like Kirby
I’m giving it all that I got
Big smile, finny pad, pick the rock
Used to put it on, tipping it on to the spot
B-Boy, boy, I’m keeping it hot
Running it, running it, running it, drop
Stacking the numbers all the way to the top
Moving like Sonic, boy, I cannot stop
Turn on the NOS, I’m about to pop
I’m giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
We got this shit on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need a label don’t throw us a bone
Bitch, I am not a dog
All these A&Rs trying to give me cars
I’m not trying to sell civic on my arm
You raw, I’m melee kick roller, I’m Pele
Or whip, just hit the nene
No cut out for my payday
You want this, you can’t touch this
We saucing, yeah, McLovin’
We moving, yeah, we chugging
Your frozen dollars bugging
On stage, I’m tripping
Nels painted, you’re tripping
No style, no sauce
Who made you the coochie bars?
Give it up, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Dance, dance, dance keep doing it, y’all
Take it to the top keep doing it, y’all
Keep doing it, y’all
Giving you all that I got
Bitch, I’m your mother, you not
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
This is my label, it’s pop, yeah
We got the shit on our own, yeah
I’m in my very own zone, yeah
You better lower your tone
Don’t need that label
Don’t double, so double, so boom
Get up get, get up
Do it, do it all right, boom
Get up get, get up boom
We doing it, y’all we doing it, y’all
We doing it, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Keep doing it, y’all keep doing it, y’all
Just doing it, y’all
Keeping doing it, y’all?
Give it up, you got me dance, dance, dance
Yeah, now we take it to the top