Can’t Stop, Won’t Stop

Lyrics

[Intro: Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') Come on, yeah (I'm comin') [Verse 1: Styles P] Can't stop, won't stop Everything drop like panties, hot like Miami Move like little Black kids stealing candy Barely seen, honeys call me Baileys cream Real generals never fail they team Would you believe I know what's up your sleeve? 'Cause you said it in your last rhyme, flip some seeds And he thought he saw the devil, Jay kissed his beads You think not, as if Sheek won't bring it to you, give you asthmas Is he rockin' cashmere? Y'all know we don't pass there Matter fact, I scoped out there last year Hit him on the hip, said there ain't no cash there Stay home, Styles about to hit Tony Rom's Puff out his zone with this chick from Rome Need ziti, funny how I'm greedy, used to be needy But now the Sean-Don keep the eyes beady [Chorus: Puff Daddy] Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop [Verse 2: Sheek Louch] Ayo, it's crazy, we here, now every chick want my baby My career clear while your shit look hazy Bang with us? I don't think so, we Platinum plus With no airplay, so ain't shit for us to discuss But when we get it, you can't understand how we did it At home practicin' tryin' to learn how we spit it Forty-eight hours of O.T. like Nick Nolte Young, but OGs at this rap shit, nigga, please One hit for all of us to start eatin' And wild stack on three weeks on "Battle of The Beats" Our appearance is sharp like cactuses And you can tell by chips we keep on mattresses Dimes flooded out in the hid-outs Shit you see in magazines cut out, we freak them hoes Drop them clothes, double expose you in the lens Now we laugh as we videotape you in the Benz [Chorus: Puff Daddy] Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop [Verse 3: Jadakiss] If we talkin' 'bout dollars, only thing I turn down is my collar Pull out, turn them around, if he reach, make him holler Who runnin' the town? The Goodfellas Puff is the godfather, dog, so why bother? With the third person, you might catch me surfin' Money I be jerkin', my newborn be burpin' Can't stop, won't stop, I want respect And I only bump heads with checks In the suite with this honey from Bangladesh Pop a Snapple while thang-thang lay on my chest All I had to do was get her there, she doin' the rest Take a L to the head, then we listen to Flex Yes, the black hood and I mack good With hydro and chocolate mixed in Backwoods Ask yourself, do you rap good or act good? Baby, we ain't gon' stop, but you should [Chorus: Puff Daddy] Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop [Outro: Puff Daddy] Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot Puff Daddy and the Goodfellas don't stop Can't stop, won't stop Too many people worried about what we got Everything we drop will be hot