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stop it - not3s lyrics

[intro: suspect & not3s]
woo ()
woo, woo
ah
look

[verse 1: not3s, suspect, ]
switch flows like they way i change hoes (uh*huh)
been tight since i had the cane rows (jeez)
still want the teachers that i wanted in school
ms. monroe, i’m tryna find you, ooh
team winnin’ ’cause we handle our sh*t (straight)
gotta keep my hitters in the background ’cause they’re not afraid to go and handle a (boo*boo*boo*boom)
might just gone and vanish a pr*ck (whoosh)
i’m a blessin’ that god sent from heaven
no weapon that they form against me shall prosper (amen)
i know some mad yutes, some warlords that hold up medals of
think this is a game, no, they do not play, i dare you continue your dumb sh*t (hehe)
and i keep the real ones beside me (uh*huh, uh*huh)
and i watch the fakes through my optics (woo)
[chorus: not3s & suspect]
so stop it (hehe)
my problems, they always get solved, so don’t go make yourself a problem (hehe)
trust me, bro, man, you don’t want it, want it
so stop it (pause)
my problems, they always get solved, so don’t go make yourself a problem (we bang)
trust me, bro, man, you don’t want it (jeez)

[verse 2: suspect]
uh*uh, nah, don’t do that (uh*uh)
don’t go ‘fendin’ them n*ggas, nah, don’t do that (ayy)
quit starin’ at his jewels, boy, don’t do that (pause)
you don’t want the problems (uh)
ask ’round the town, they’ll tell you, “he do that”
sh*t, get them dingers and bizzies out
make n*ggas have to suit up and boot out (boo*boo*boo*boom)
a little jail time, n*ggas had to sit down and do that
navigated my way through that
oi, not3s, we done lapped these n*ggas so many times, like
i don’t understand why they still try
ayy, bunch of neeks, they all chat sh*t and they ain’t even good liars (uh)
call me wee*bey like the man form the wire and all of these—, they all got some mileage
it’s all fun and games ’til we pulled up inside and then jumped out with fryers and left ’em both— (mm)

[chorus: not3s & suspect]
so stop it (yeah)
my problems, they always get solved, so don’t go make yourself a problem
trust me, bro, man, you don’t want it, want it
so stop it
my problems, they always get solved, so don’t go make yourself a problem
trust me, bro, man, you don’t want it
[outro]
many shall fall in our right and left, but no weapon that is formed against us shall prosper
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