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king combs – can’t stop won’t stop كلمات اغاني

[intro: kodak black]
(rippa on the beat, b_tch)
can’t stop, won’t stop, n_gga (yeah)
can’t stop, won’t stop, never stop
can’t stop, won’t stop, never

[chorus: kodak black]
can’t stop, won’t stop, bad boy
always upgradin’ from my last wh0re
i done f_cked on lisa, keisha and joy
and i ain’t trippin’ if you ain’t takin’ any joy
i was locked twenty_three and one
now i ball like 23, and1
sniper gang, i’m always playin’ manhunt
i’m the one who k!lled lil fooli’ and what?
[verse 1: kodak black]
still got the fire in my eyes but i changed though
suck my d_ck, b_tch, i’m too rich to drive a range rover
lil’ haiti baby, i remember stealin’ mangoes
how my side b_tch f_ck better than my main ho? (woo)
how my side b_tch f_ck better than my main b_tch?
every n_gga say it’s smoke, they get extinguished

[verse 2: king combs]
i just talk that guapanese, it’s my language (woo)
i just put some cartiers on my main b_tch (f_ck)
i just put some valentino on my main ho (my main ho)
bad boy chain bussin’ like the rainbow (bussin’)
i’m off yak, i’m with yak in the lambo (yak)
yellin’ out the window, “money ain’t a thing, ho”
yeah, uh
we outside again
couple goons with me, we ain’t hidin’ in
brand new cullinan, that’s what we slidin’ in (uh)
bad lil’ b_tch, i prada, that p_ssy, guess you proud of it (proud of it)
i can’t fall in love ’cause that money be my bottom b_tch
but she still suck it and then she swallow it (yeah, yeah)
all these n_ggas steady hating ’cause more money be more problems
ain’t gon’ let these n_ggas talkin’, we gon’ silence it
king
[chorus: kodak black]
can’t stop, won’t stop, bad boy
always upgradin’ from my last wh0re
i done f_cked on lisa, keisha and joy
and i ain’t trippin’ if you ain’t takin’ any joy
i was locked twenty_three and one
now i ball like 23, and1
sniper gang, i’m always playin’ manhunt
i’m the one who k!lled lil’ fool and what?

[verse 3: king combs]
it might look light but it’s heavy like my jesus
might rock a throwback like i’m fab with the check too
f_ck with me, baby, i got deleón and blunts too
she text me, “where you at?”, i sent the addy, come through
now she in love with me ’cause she ain’t used to luxury
why would i hate on you? i do my thing comfortably
i’m not the one, i’m not the two, you know it, c3
she brushin’ up my ways, talking ’bout, she need me (ooh)

- king combs

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