Can't Stop
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Y'all, y'all
Y'all, y'all
Y'all, y'all, y'all
Yeah nigga, it's your boy-
We out here in the ghetto, man
We-we deep, we real deep in the hood right now, man
Fuck the studio, it's too hot in that bitch right now
You feel me?
It's about a hundred degrees out here
We poppin' that water real decent
Records poppin', real decently right now
Niggas holding us the fuck down, crazy
Checks is looking retarded
Don't get mad, nigga
Put a smile on your face, I'm bringing it back to the ghetto, nigga
(Check, check, one two)
Well then get your shit together
Get it all together and put it in a backpack
All your shit so it's together
And if you gotta take it somewhere
Take it somewhere, you know?
Take it to the shit store and sell it
Or put it in the shit museum, I don't care what you do
You just gotta get it together