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Song title: Def Squad - Can't Stop

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[verse 1]
Macauly culkin, home alone lustin
Tuesday night we stop by justins
Check the scene, immaculate
Grab the bottle from the bar and dismantle it
Who you wit, spot a chick for my man to get
She a big body girl, I can handle it
Cuz my money blow em
If I had the voice of my man sisqo, I could see the thong
But Im not so I flash the yacht master
And the gold seal so I can get it faster
Eye contact, said my name onasis
Check myself from catching hot flashes
This girl is just too much
Quench my thirst wit a glass of, puffy punch
And thats the real, Im the realest nigga ever seen
Fuck a gun, stop me, try a laser beam

Chorus 2x: dave hollister
Where we goin, goin
How we movin, movin
What we doin, doin
Who she bouncin wit? keep bouncing
Cant stop movin, movin, movin keep bouncing
[cant stop groovin, groovin, groovin]

[verse 2]
Yo, same night, shits right, glide down the block
Club cheetahs, the other spot, uh
It should be closed, fubu had a a-list fashion show
I bought the hoe, you know!
Inside, deborah cox, ll cool...
J, broads hangin off the barstools
Uh, Im the shit, I break down to any figure
Trick em you dont know nann nigga
Uh, around the chicks I flash the bread
Never, ever get over my head, I front instead, trust me
Me, I wont risk it
I do it all for the nookie like fred from limp bizkit
So I snooze em, seven day yacht cruise em
Do what I want to and then lose em
For real, me and my squads off the hook
Case closed, end of story, close the book

Chorus

[verse 3]
I hate e so much right now
I dont give a fuck, I be like ch ch blau!
Gettin hoes with asses like wow
Laughin at yall how you like me now, uh
I get the money baby, aint nothin funny baby
Carrots are for bugs bunny baby
To each his own, I rock til the spot is blown
Club hoppin, once again its on

Chorus