Born Divine - If You Don't Stop lyrics

[Intro: Cappadonna] Never seen nothing like that... She got a body like.... whatever Might have to just, try to like slip her my number In her pocket, like, bump into her Like I'm trying to pick-pocket her Diggiler, huh [Cappadonna] Beautiful black woman, red, yellow and white women I got the right woman, some n***as fight women I build foundations up, and I invite women I entice women, I love nice women That's gentle and kind, yo, I stimulate her mind And she stimulate mine, until she real freaky Women that love s** get real sneaky She had me crying when she crushed me, I should of known When she was with that n***a Jay, and she was f**ing with me Never sold p**y to me, I was f**ing her free Taking her garbage out for her, and s**ing her feet Slobbing her down, hold her by her waistline while I'm crushing her cheeks When I'm done, I wipe her down and ma**age her physique My ghetto princess, ain't nothing sweet She straight lied in my face, yo, this one is for keeps Called police on me, plus she be f**ing my peeps What kinda n***a want a b**h that cheat? [Chorus 2X: Born Divine] If you don't stop, with the games you play Girl, somebody's going to get played And it might be you... and it might be you... [Born Divine] One day, lady love caught me, tried to extort me For my heart and every peace of property Yeah, she necessary, but secondary to my garden nature She keeps her p**y like a soultaker Sexy fly black diva, with connect like genova Connections, my murial extensions, lights on in the Ac' Hoop' dog, not tinted, but I'm all up in it Sweating hard like a race for the senate She said she love my long verse with the hook in it To hit, marvelous, and she got hard when I spit Realest sh**, not a trick Or your, average chick, she on her time Nine to five school, slow grind, no money And she never mind, she put in work for the kid That understand how I live, never sweating for time Plus she got her own crib, you little devious thing That came from my rib, you even got a man at home Laying up, in your bid, paying your bills Cuz you all up in this here, like some whisper it's Shaton You all up in this here, and I dare you To spit and tell the day that I raised the dead I bring the truth to life, girl, you like a best friend But you somebody wife, we gotta stop So this the last time tonight, so meet me at our spot So we can get it on, cuz a mountain to mourn When I hit to dawn, your boy Born [Chorus 2X]