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Breathe, Stop A hard time if your motion is still Let me move some things around because the lyrics is ill Abstract.you know my stiggidy in here (yeah) Niggas get on and swear it's they fuckin' year But yo your girl just moved To the joint in the club, in the car if it groove Broad look, the movement is on Mild mannered mami's in Victoria thongs, uh I get my rhyme on thus Guaranteed to make it right if your night is a bust (yeah yeah) You Vivrant and you fresh and all Original to say the least and you've impressed Kamaal (come on) Rappers start then they stall Findin' it very hard to make it over the wall Hey, get your weight up, my motto you heard? And I grown a deaf ear to felonious words, uh So girls move it around If you see your main dog give a brother a pound And just uh Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got, and just uhh Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got Give it what you got, give it what you got If you on the block then give it what you got A thug, a thrill, you as mean as the eyes (say word) I wanna feel you, them big ass thighs Your Prada dress or your Gucci bag With the Polo jeans over doobi-bag, uh Yo hold the door a-ight? We comin through, Tribe beef, hold it down for the night Big Moon got the fifth D-Lyfe he got the deally and girl you got the gif (yeah for real love) Turn it over the page Usherin all of y'all to a brand new age, where (yeah) Status really don't matter Everbody get right to the pitter the patter (come on) Makin' moves, settin precedence Enter in your residence, the whole scene is decadence And the feelin is true I'm seein me and my crew, you seein black and blue, uh (yeah) So let's go for the ride Strap yourself in tight and if you bonafied then just uh Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got, and just uhh Breathe and Stop, for real and give it what you got Give it what you got, give it what you got If you on the block then give it what you got Dunn what what bring it, bring it A-bring it give it bring it give it Bring it give it bring it give it Bring it give it bring it give it Bring it give it bring it give it Bring it give it bring it give it A-where we bring it to? Right here, right where? Right here, right where? Right here, right where? Right here, right where?
Writer(s): Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Roy Handy, Cleveland Horne, Robert Mickens, Gene Redd, Claydes Smith, Dennis Thomas, Richard Westfield, James Dewitt Yancey, George Melvin Brown, Gene C Redd, Kamal Fareed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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