- Votes:
- Composers:
- Foster
- Ronnie / Moore
- Warren / Hollister
- David Le Chaine / Sermon
- Erick S / Muhammed
- Ali Shaheed / Taylor
- Malik Izaak / Davis
- John E
 
- See also:
Erick Onasis - Can't Stop lyrics
f/ Dave Hollister, Peter Moore
 [Verse 1]
 Macauly Culkin, "Home Alone" lustin
 Tuesday night we stop by Justin's
 Check the scene, immaculate
 Grab the bottle from the bar and dismantle it
 Who you wit, spot a chick for my man to get
 She a big body girl, I can handle it
 Cuz my money blow 'em
 If I had the voice of my man Sisqo, I could see the thong
 But I'm not so I flash the yacht master
 And the gold seal so I can get it faster
 Eye contact, said my name Onasis
 Check myself from catching hot flashes
 This girl is just too much
 Quench my thirst wit a glass of, "Puffy" punch
 And that's the real, I'm the realest nigga ever seen
 Fuck a gun, stop me, try a laser beam
 CHORUS 2X: Dave Hollister
 Where we goin, goin
 How we movin, movin
 What we doin, doin
 Who she bouncin wit? "Keep bouncing"
 Can't stop movin, movin, movin "Keep bouncing"
 [Can't stop groovin, groovin, groovin]
 [Verse 2]
 Yo, same night, shit's right, glide down the blockErick Onasis - Can't Stop - http://motolyrics.com/erick-onasis/cant-stop-lyrics.html
 Club Cheetahs, the other spot, uh
 It should be closed, FUBU had a A-list fashion show
 I bought the hoe, "you know!"
 Inside, Deborah Cox, LL Cool...
 J, broads hangin off the barstools
 Uh, I'm the shit, I break down to any figure
 "Trick" 'em you don't know "Nann Nigga"
 Uh, around the chicks I flash the bread
 Never, ever get over my head, I front instead, "trust me"
 Me, I won't risk it
 I do it all for the "Nookie" like Fred from Limp Bizkit
 So I snooze 'em, seven day yacht cruise 'em
 Do what I want to and then lose 'em
 For real, me and my squad's off the hook
 Case closed, end of story, close the book
CHORUS
 [Verse 3]
 "I hate E so much right now"
 I don't give a fuck, I be like ch ch BLAU!
 Gettin hoes with asses like WOW
 Laughin at y'all how you like me now, uh
 I get the money baby, aint nothin funny baby
 Carrots are for Bugs Bunny baby
 To each his own, I rock til the spot is blown
 Club hoppin, once again it's on
CHORUS














