Puff Daddy - Don't Stop lyrics

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Puff Daddy - Don't Stop lyrics

Intro: Lil' Cease Uh, yeah Uh, One-two One-two One-two, ya'll Uh, Uh, yeah, Uh Yo, yo, yo, yo Verse One: Lil' Cease It's Lil Cease n***a About to blow charm like pop In the Benz drop I'm hot, you're not Pedal to the floor Four-fifth ????? I'm the n***a you're b**h love to clock Be the artist standing raw, gettin head in the lot Outside of Justin's, in the parking lot Keep the feds on the low, in the darkest spot Like Jigga, my lifestyle is just hard to knock A n***a with more juice than 2Pac My crew moves spots Three for my n***as in the yard in the box ?????????, all a n***a got I'm a ball till I fall Land on acres Get this paper Smile like Don Juan at Gators If ya feel me on this Then my words will save ya If ya wanna talk to me, n***a talk paper sh**, f** em I want potatoes, now f** later???? Chorus: Puff Daddy We won't stop, till you n***as come and stick me And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty And we don't stop, we won't stop And we don't stop, you know who run the city And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me And we won't stop, we don't stop Verse Two: Lil' Cease Uh, Yo, yo, yo All a n***a need is One shot, one brick Four n***as and four clips Mo thugs and four-fifths We car-jacked a few whips Apartment on the hot strip Feds come, we lose it Pissy off of party and bullsh** Till we max out If it's beef then act out, n***a So f** all ya'll cats wit ya a** out Yappin bout ya crackhouse Creepin on the low C-Gutter tear his back out I ain't scared a ya'll Trust me, ya'll ain't ready Ya need to bring ya b**h Cause she more heavy than metal My guns rock steady The more the merry n***as hall a**, break fast like Mob Berry????? Before I land three like Dell Curry (that's real) I'm tryin to blow like Kurtis All that sh** you doing, is makin me nervous Nervous, join the service That paranoid sh** could hurt us k** us Down at B.I.E. for B.I n***a, it's reality You wanna battle n***a, bring ya large salary And ya whole team to tackle me, n***a Who be the last to f** after me Money L, D-Rock n***as ain't f**in wit me Chorus: Puff Daddy We won't stop, till you n***as come and stick me And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty And we don't stop, we won't stop And we don't stop, you know who run the city And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me And we won't stop, we don't stop Verse Three: Lil' Cease Yo, yo, yo I'm a switch hits on n***as Drop hits on n***as Switch V's on n***as Platinum to the quadrup on n***as Two to the point to the five on n***as Run hard with the wildest n***as In a cut, can't find us n***as Livest n***as Ice be shinin n***as Blindin n***as In the four point six, reclining n***as b**hes like "damn, I got to find this n***a" If I give her seven digits, got to dial this n***a And you know I'm on top, you got to watch me n***a And my dogs shoot the ball till you foul me n***a And when the beefs on, you gon drown, my n***a I'm a rise for real, and wish d**h to the fake ones This is for my n***as that was down since day one That bid long Hang in and hang on Hold ya head and stay strong, my n***as Chorus: Puff Daddy We won't stop, till you n***as come and stick me And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty And we don't stop, we won't stop And we don't stop, you know who run the city And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me And we won't stop, we don't stop We won't stop, till you n***as come and stick me And I don't stop, till you haters rock wit me And I won't stop, till I'm dead here wit fifty And we don't stop, we won't stop And we don't stop, you know who run the city And we don't stop, till my dogs rock for Biggie And we don't stop, till the feds come and get me And we won't stop, we don't stop