I'm A Stop Lyrics

[24 seconds instrumental]

[Chorus: Devin The Dude]
I'm a stop puttin' my thing up in ya - bitch if ya don't stop callin' meeee,
Every hour on the hour, motherfucka can't ya tell ya botherin' me?!
I'm smokin', drinkin', - thinkin' 'bout pussyyyy, not - necessarily yooouuurs!
So - just leave me alone for a minute, I finna fuck with a few of these hooooooooeeeeeeeees.

[Too $hort:]
I met this bitch. - Her name was Lucy,
She's a Twitter stalkin', - Facebook groupie.
She loves dogs, so I nicknamed her "Poop";
One day she wants me and the next day it's "Snoop".
She keeps postin' pics
Cause Lucy, - she love to stroke them dicks!
She got that feel good energy
And a whole lot of nasty memories! (uh-huh!)
I never shoulda did, what I did with the bitch
Cause now - I can't get rid of the bitch!
She's throwin' up my phone, sendin' texts and e-maaiils
All about her dreams of havin' sex with femaaaales!
Cum swappin' in a threesome?
But that ain't what I want, - that's what SHE wants!
I keep tellin' her - to leave me aloooone
Bitch won't stop callin' my phooone! - Biatch!

[Chorus: Devin The Dude (50 Cent)]
I'm a stop puttin' my thing up in ya - bitch if ya don't stop callin' meeee,
Every hour on the hour, motherfucka can't ya tell ya botherin' me?!
I'm smokin', drinkin', - thinkin' 'bout pussyyyy, not - necessarily yooouuurs!
So - just leave me alone for a minute, (yeah!) I finna fuck with a few of these hoooooooeeeeeees. (50!)

[50 Cent:]
I shoulda never fucked that freaky bitch, now I be on some kinky shit!
Man, she keep callin' and callin', man, that bitch is a stalker!
First I want my ass licked, - then I need my toes licked;
Soon as the bitch think she done, I come up with some more shit.
I can't have a square bitch! - No, I need a rare bitch.
No gag reflex, no ring, no marriage!
I'm super, yeah! I'm Superman; see? Me, I need a super pro,
Go super low and give a nigga some super-felatio!
And if I'm soft, it's her fault. - It's her job to get me hard!
My dicks the bishop - to help a bitch find God!
Chuuuch! - Keep it rainin' on my hoes;
And tailored shit on my back - everywhere I go.
That paper keep it flowin' in. - There she go again!
Look, bitch! - You workin' my last nerves!
I have to go to therapy, I can no longer fuck with you;
What you and I had was a flash, shawty, I've had enough of you!

[Chorus: Devin The Dude (Twista)]
I'm a stop puttin' my thing up in ya - bitch if ya don't stop callin' meeee,
Every hour on the hour, motherfucka can't ya tell ya botherin' me?!
I'm smokin', drinkin', - thinkin' 'bout pussyyyy, not - necessarily yooouuurs! (hahaaa!)
So - just leave me alone for a minute, I finna fuck with a few of these hoooooooeeeeeees. (Twista!)

[Twista:]
When-you-lookin'-at-her-body, you-gon'-wanna-get-up-with-her because the bitch is a banger,
Big swaaag, - a socialite, - easily clickin' with strangers.
Never-really-know-her-when-you-get-to-meet-her, cause-she-was-so-thick-and-U-think-she-was-the-booomb 1st;
(Yeah!) Ask what she do; she says she do PROMO for concerts. (hahaaa!)
But she-don't-wanna-listen! - Gotta-be-at-every-party-I'm-at
Runnin'-to-rub-me, got-me-like-a-rat. - Why-you-all-over-a-motherfucka like that? (daaamn!)
All these flaws make a nig-ga pause with the words (words!)
Got the - drawers - but now I'm-feelin'-like-fuckin'-with-you-fuckin'-birds. (birds!)
For the urge, - got-myself-in-some-shit-I-can't-get-out, so shoot me!
Now the bitch all-on-the-internet-stalkin'-me, that's-what-I-get-for-fuckin'-with-a-groupie. (ya heard!)
All-I-can-do-is smoke a Loosie. (uh-huh!) - Sip-and-trip-on-how-the-shit-go?
But all I know - betta-be-the-business-if-you-hit-her-fuckin'-with-her, cause she could be a hoe.
(That's right!) Now - let-me-put-it-in ret-ro-spect,
Reminiscin'-with-Shocker, go-back-up-time-and-intercept-yo'-sex! (remix!)
Now what-you-all-in-the-window with my two do' fo'?
Lil' mama, you-get-on-my-nerves! - I told-you-I-ain't-fuckin' you no'-mo'! (damn!) (I will stop it!)

[Chorus]

[Bridge: Devin The Dude]
I - know you miss this dick! I - know you really miss it! (miss it!)
You waanna hug it, waanna rub it, waanna kiss it! (I'm fuckin' you!) (right?)
I know you miss this dick! (I know!) - I know you really miss it! (yeeeaaaah!)
You waanna hug it, waanna rub it, waanna kiss it! (I'm fuckin' you!) (right?)
I know you miss this dick! - I know you really miss it! (yeeeaaaahh!)
You waanna hug it, waanna rub it, waanna kiss it! (I'm fuckin' you!) [beat stop]

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