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P. Diddy

Genres: Hip-Hop

Don't Stop What You're Doing Lyrics - P. Diddy

Chorus: 

 

Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing 

You don't really wanna stop 

Eh eh 

Don't you stop it, don't you stop what you're doing 

You don't really wanna stop 

Eh eh 

 

Verse One: Puff Daddy 

 

Yeah yeah, uh-huh, check it out, yeah, c'mon 

Whether you like it hard or the live guitars 

Anything dropped if it's hot it's ours 

If it's not it's yours, we on the job 

Everybody eatin, everybody involved 

You can't stop that like you can't stop rap 

Bad Boy stop what's the chance of that? 

We don't stop, so check the, mansions and stacks 

And we don't have to answer to Jack 

No wonder we had this rap shit locked, for eight straight summers 

Pull up at the party, eight straight Hummers 

Six be the 6th 7th and 8th wonders 

Pop corks, we be the toast of New York 

And out West, we want y'all to understand 

All we wanna do is make you dance 

We know the song ain't done wrong when the party is hot 

Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you? 

 

Chorus 

 

Verse Two: Lil' Kim 

 

When it comes to the cheese, baby girl roll dough 

Fuck Domino's, strictly dice 

Bet you niggaz won't flow for this ice, notes is the price 

Lil sis' walk away with the dough, y'all niggaz still broke 

While my pockets on re-up 

Y'all niggaz shit on E, what a pi-ty 

Ain't it a shame how your man chose me 

And you wanna know why, it's mad simple 

Even in the winter, still pull a baller wit my jimmies 

Drive a Ta-hoe, wit plenty cash flow 

He know, anything I touch I blow 

And I crush a show, wit my luscious flow 

Gotta crew full of niggaz and a Lexus too 

All of them hold me down while I'm pressin you 

So who stressin who, and even though my nigga gone 

Lil' Kim and Puff Daddy keep keepin it on 

 

Chorus 

 

Verse Three: Puff Daddy 

 

Now you can pump this in your jeep, on an off road 

Pump this to your blows on the way to the tow 

Bang this til you're bein old when you at home 

on the six-four, sittin on chrome 

Yo we don't stall we ball while you playin the wall 

We in the middle of the danceflo', gettin off 

Gotta bunch of hot chicks gettin live with us 

At the end of the night they gonna slide with us 

I could tell y'all the rest but it's ob-vious 

To the top now, ride with us, c'mon 

We don't stop, we run the game, we don't watch 

every single region, we own blocks 

Never let up, you tell me, who do it better 

Every single I drop, at least two are better 

The song ain't the wrong when the party is hot 

Y'all don't really want us to stop, do you? 

 

Chorus 

 

Everything we make is hot 

Thought I told you that we never stop 

Keep risin to the top, yeahhh 

Keep risin to the top, yeahhh 

(repeat above four lines over another Chorus to fade) 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group