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p blackk - lovin' it lyrics

how could it be?.. she wrote her number down and everything… i dunno man… i don’t understand man… ooooooowww

yeahh! i wonder why man! why would you do me in?! uh-huh, everybody put ya hands up! everybody put ya hands up! we lovin’ it!

[verse 1: p. blackk]
now, now, now
i know y’all know what this is
it’s a celebration, and i’m rick james … hit this
the spliff or whatever get you in this
whatever get you feelin’ like it’s christmas (it’s a “wrap)
and naw, this is far from “just business”
i got my boys in this, they ready to rip this
they lookin’ hungry like a dog and a biscuit
mixin hits in the kitchen like buisquick yeah!
as you know the kid is known as p. blackk
place filled with females, oh yes i see that
askin’ where the trees at? see back for details
i mess with all, asian, white, black it’s females!
and i can’t understand … why … y’all … discriminate now

[chorus:]
can’t stop, won’t stop
galloway say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
hilliard say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
westside say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
eastside say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
southside say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
whole world say they lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop
o-h i know y’all is lovin’ it!
can’t stop, won’t stop

[verse 2: scootaboy]
now put up ya drinks & gl-sses gold p-sses
& welcom to tha show where we hold down bashes
everybody stop clashin dares much love here (much love here)
& da bak of da club baby make up smeared
frum me kissin frum ya lipz tu ya ear i’ll use protection
u kno i got clik da safety wen u touchin on my weapon (pow!)
otha friends u got is steckkin but b-mb dem hunny
u da sikest n tha buildin thas y my nose so runny
use tuh ball up on bikes like goose and huffys
now twisted on da goose & proof wit bubbly
thurrow in da booth wit coof deez foolz is dukkin me
im sry for da roof on da coupe, its so ugl-lee
had to tell ya boyfriend to scoot too much thug n me
u gotta love whose bak n da loop, dat rude thug & p

[verse 3: p. blackk]
emcee’s always spittin how they move caine
look at em now, “hangin” in there like hussein
maybe that’s too soon and maybe i’m to blame
why only i can “kick” it like liu kang (wooo-tah!)
i thought i told you before i can’t stop, and i won’t
i ain’t tell y’all to let ya hands drop (put em back up y’all!)
roll a little green, a little hennessey
let’s see where the rest develop like tennessee
don’t get silent when i’m vibin’
but not too loud i feel i’ma start a riot
fightin’ violence we ain’t into that
i’ma “divide & conquer” my t-tle give it back
please don’t swagger jack, it’s not a coincidence
hip-hop’s the wifey and we get intimate i’m lovin’ it yeah!

yeah, you just took a ride on the … on the p. blackk express, i am your conductor
hope you enjoyed the ride … o-h finest in the buildin!!!

- p blackk lyrics

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