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can't stop - lawsy lyrics

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[intro]
fallin’ for them grown ho’s and i can’t stop
b*tch, who the f*ck?

[chorus]
i keep fallin’ for them grown thots
new money comin’ in and it won’t stop
in the p*ssy, in that b*tch, like, “oh, yeah”
sellin’ drugs, b*tch, you know that i can’t stop
that b*tch see my face and her pants, already drop
that chop’ his is eye, now he lookin’ like fetty wap
b*tch, i’m ready, if that p*ssy is ready, girl
i’m tryna smoke, yeah, and tryna party, girl
i keep fallin’ for them grown thots
new money comin’ in and it won’t stop
in the p*ssy, in that b*tch, like, “oh, yeah”
sellin’ drugs, b*tch, you know that i can’t stop
that b*tch see my face and her pants, already drop
that chop’ his is eye, now he lookin’ like fetty wap
b*tch, i’m ready, if that p*ssy is ready, girl
i’m tryna smoke, yeah, and tryna party, girl
[verse]
b*tch, i’m tryna smoke gas and see that ass clap
b*tch, smoke gas and hit from thе back
i wanna see ass, so i open my snap
hit up my grown ho and she hit me back
shе send me her addy, i pulled up real fast
i popped me an addy, i can’t even nap
i got a b*tch dancin’ on my lap
b*tch, i hit the strip club but throw some racks
b*tch, i hit the strip club, i’m a ball
she h*rny as f*ck and she know who to call
let me get in that cat, open up
she know who she wanna f*ck
she know how i hit it, b*tch, i hit it right
she hittin’ my phone, every single night
am i tryna f*ck you? d*mn, right
pull up in that coupe and pick me up at nine

[chorus]
i keep fallin’ for them grown thots
new money comin’ in and it won’t stop
in the p*ssy, in that b*tch, like, “oh, yeah”
sellin’ drugs, b*tch, you know that i can’t stop
that b*tch see my face and her pants, already drop
that chop’ his is eye, now he lookin’ like fetty wap
b*tch, i’m ready, if that p*ssy is ready, girl
i’m tryna smoke, yeah, and tryna party, girl
i keep fallin’ for them grown thots
new money comin’ in and it won’t stop
in the p*ssy, in that b*tch, like, “oh, yeah”
sellin’ drugs, b*tch, you know that i can’t stop
that b*tch see my face and her pants, already drop
that chop’ his is eye, now he lookin’ like fetty wap
b*tch, i’m ready, if that p*ssy is ready, girl
i’m tryna smoke, yeah, and tryna party, girl

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