Stop It


Lyrics to 'Stop It' by French Montana:

–Intro: French Montana–
I got some money to spend, aye aye
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend
I got some money to spend

–Pre-Hook–
Man young having money poppin’, not the bat
I’mma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin’ with the dabs though?

–Hook: French Montana–
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)

–Verse 1–
I got purp bottled in
I got pounds in the dought
I got cash in the freezer
We don’t clash in the hood
Bottles with the dope, hot
Smokin’ dope, lean, work bust it open
Hit the block, then I hit the [?]
Wrist, bust it open

–Bridge: French Montana–
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad bitches, mob the floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Catch the city, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tippy Top

–Verse 2–
Bust it open, want it freaky
Yeah she want it on the top
And all my diamonds VVS, she bust it open in her feelings

–Pre-Hook–
Man young having money poppin’, not the bat
I’mma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin’ with the dabs though?

–Hook: French Montana–
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)

–Bridge: French Montana–
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad bitches, mob the floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Catch the city, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tippy Top

–Verse 3: T.I.–
Blue cheese, revenue
I got a bitch, text her down on avenue
And when he suck up L.A., man I hate to do it
But I still gettin’ wet for a [?]
And nigga really though, ain’t going back and forth, what you weenin’ on a tennie girl?
And nigga talk, when you still know how to bid it though
Ain’t wanna let down
Yeah heh, and nigga warning, danger
Yeah they have what they came for
Shoe to toe, nail flamethrower
Known to hit where they ain’t for
Cocaine lord, Marijuana Don
He watching mine is a 1 on 1
Got a hundred stacks, ’bout a [?]
Plus a hundred 100 [?]
Binding stacks on another
[?]
I see fellows turn its backs on one another
Sossa shoot her brother, mother killed her daughter
Man this shit is awful

–Pre-Hook–
Man young having money poppin’, not the bat
I’mma hop out on the net
For my city for the bet (bet)
Bad bitches, bust it down
All waves are automatic
Got the drinks, got the pounds
Why you playin’ with the dabs though?

–Hook: French Montana–
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)
Stop it (aye), Stop it (aye)

–Bridge: French Montana–
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Models got the bottles
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Bad bitches, mob the floors
Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tip Tippy Top
Catch the city, calm it down
Hit Atlanta, me and Tippy …

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