She Said Stop

[Intro: Sean Kingston] I’ve been posted on the corner From New York to California She said stop, but I don’t wanna She said stop, but I ain’t gonna I just got to keep on hustlin’ I just got to keep on movin’ She said stop, but I don’t wanna She said stop, but I ain’t gonna [Hook: Sean Kingston] She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop [Verse 1: Nipsey Hussle] Caramel skin tone, C’s on them lenses Nails with the French-tip, she is the business California kingpin, she can be my princess Riddin’ with a young loc’, dippin’ through them trenches My rap sheet, full of felony offenses I feel her energy, she’s sendin’ me them glimpses She only messin’ with them ballers and them Benz’s Her taste is expensive, every day’s Christmas You wanna taste, gotta treat And thou’ll never trick, so we’ll never be That’s what they all say, but their games so weak Little momma want a real young nigga like me Couple hundred out the deal, but I’m still OT Tryin’ get a better ticket on the key, on me Little momma wanna nigga like me Tryin’ take me out the streets, but it just won’t be [Hook: Sean Kingston] I’ve been posted on the corner From New York to California She said stop, but I don’t wanna She said stop, but I ain’t gonna I just got to keep on hustlin’ I just got to keep on movin’ She said stop, but I don’t wanna She said stop, but I ain’t gonna [Hook: Sean Kingston] She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop She said stop, oh, baby don’t stop, don’t stop Uh-uh uh-uh, baby don’t stop [Verse 2: Nipsey] Been livin’ like this, gotta make my own way Kill ‘em with the white bitch, you can call me O.J Pop red tops off, you can call it rose Only after dark, she’ll never get the whole day Nah, it’s fast money over slow cake I get paid, check traps in your state Clear baggie, white powder, snowflakes I can’t stop, freight train, no breaks She’s so hot she make lanes, blow safes I’m so block I sell ‘cane with no case I got spots, make drops, rotate And when she ride passenger side it’s like a showcase You wanna taste, gotta treat And thou’ll never trick, so we’ll never be That’s what they all say, but their games so weak Little momma want a real young nigga like me [Hook] [Hook]