Cant B Stopped

JDA never move Wassup li'l bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l't bitch Ooh, yeah Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch Ooh, yeah Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l's bitch Bitte, bitte Pull up with sticks And we don't miss, and we don't miss Ooh, yeah Pull up with sticks Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch Ooh, yeah Wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch, wassup l'l' bitch Ooh, yeah Ah, shit Got me fucked up, bitch, all that staring We can get it in, I don't really be carin What you wanna do, bitch, I'ma start blamin Pussy-ass hoes, y'all don't really be scammin Sit your ass down, All that trappin' and cappn Boy you a geek, you don't even be rappin You bitches is bops , you niggas ain't on shit Walk around screamin', bitch, talkin' bout that gang shit Boy, you a bitch and you really ain't rain shit Still gettin' bitched out by the lil' same bitch I really just get on this bitch and start sayin' shit Make it sound good, y'all ain't really on game, bitch Hoes ain't fuckin' with me, y'all ain't gang, bitch We really some dogs and we cannot be tamed, bitch We don't give a Fuck, we don't tolerate lame shit Get your ass bitched out, slapped out, gang shit I'ma run it up, never really on the same shit Bitches a drought, niggas be fakin' for clout Bitches be runnin' their mouth, okay Come run up on me, come get your ass, boxed in the mouth WWE, shit I guess we could call it SmackDown We really be lit, don't be takin' no shit We makin' it split screaming fuck twelve Really goin' pop our shit and take on this bitch I swear that we rich, don't never got a cap, I shit Let me switch it up, let me pull it to the other side Where bitches, get flipped on the strip, for a dam dime you niggas be broke, boy you a joke Boy you a ho you ain even on go All of this yippity-yappity-yap Boy, you a bitch, you know that you cap *Snores* Shoot, shit, I'm takin' a nap Wakin' it up, baking' it up Mmm, put your bitch ass in a wrap Thirsty, pullin' up to McDonald's Mmm, can I get me a frapp Extra caramel, chocolate on that, too Y'all know I'm bout to fuck round and Sha-sha-sha-sha-shake up the altitude Now, I got y'all wonderin Hmm, is she talkin' bout food Hell nah, baby Mmm, you know I'm talkin' bout you Come at me, fool, come on and make me drool You know I'm finna show you how this coochie do I'ma ride that dick, baby, so good You think I'm mad at you Come snatch my soul and suck my juice Now you got me comin' through You know I like how you make your lil' tongue go Do-do-do-do-do, I'm comfortable I can't let you know yet That I'm lovin' you, come suck me, boo I love it when you do that, you animal Slurpin' like a danimal Ooh, shit, you cannibal I'm the coldest bitch, call me breezy I ain't flammable Bitch, I'm super valuable Ice cold Blrddd