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The Throne
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Who Gon Stop Me
This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Till I die I'mma fuckin' ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh? Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
Black cards, black cars Black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap, you know what that's for?
Who gon' stop me, huh? Who gon' stop me, huh? Yeah, who gon' stop me?
No brakes, I need, State Farm So many watches I need 8 arms One neck but got 8 charms Who gon' stop me, huh?
Niggas talkin', they bitch made Ix-nay off my dicks nay That's pig Latin, itch bay Who gon' stop me huh?
Last night ain't go so well Got kicked up out the hotel Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert Yes, tell Howard Cosell
You just a commentator If you getting paper Everybody I know from the hood Got common haters
In some relations, you just supposed to say none Heard she fucked the doorman Well, that's cool I fucked the waitress Heard Yeezy was racist
Well, I guess that's on one basis I only like green faces
This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Till I die I'mma fuckin' ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh? Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
Black cards, black cars Black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap, you know what that's for
Y'all weed purple, my money purple Y'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah circle I wrote the verse that I hope will hurt you Who gon' stop me, huh?
Beat the odds, beat the Feds It wouldn't be wise, to bet against the kid Start me broke, I bet I get rich Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Night shift, 6 to 6
Gimme one shot, one pot I'll show up in all white wearing no socks No ceiling, new coupe They know I'm a dope boy, they don't have no proof
I'm 3 steps removed, I know how to move It's looking like, I don't know how to lose I'm winning again, I'm at the Wynn I'm at the table, I'm gambling
Lucky lefty, I expect a 7 I went through hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed I'm throwed and I stuck to the G-code I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere
Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karats I'm allergic to having bunny ears Like broke, like nope, like ha, I ain't no joke I can't be stopped like nope, like nope, extend the beat Noah
2 seats in the 911 No limit on the black card Told y'all I was gonna go HAM To the ocean in my backyard
No lies in my verses Hey, please pardon all the curses Hey, shit gotta come some way Fuck, when you growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life Special shout out to my old head If it wasn't for your advice A nigga would have been so dead
I'm living life till these niggas kill me Turn this up if these niggas feel me I'm riding dirty trying to get filthy Pabalo Picasso, Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the MOMA And I did all of this without a diploma Graduated from the corner Y'all can play me for a motherfuckin' fool if you wanna
Street smart and I'm book smart Could have been a chemist 'cause I cook smart Only thing to stop me is me Hey, and I'mma stop when the hook start, hold up
This is something like the Holocaust Millions of our people lost Bow our heads and pray to the Lord Till I die I'mma fuckin' ball
Now who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh? Who gon' stop me? Who gon' stop me, huh?
Black cards, black cars Black on black, black broads Whole lotta money in a black bag Black strap, you know what that's for
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