Paroles de la chanson Can't Stop Now par Joey Valence & Brae

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Paroles de la chanson Can't Stop Now par Joey Valence & Brae

[Sample & SpongeBob SquarePants]
Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top
Mr. Krabs, stop this madness!
Stop it right now!
Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top

(Give it all you've got) I'm givin' you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) Bitch, I'm your mother, you not, uh
(Give it all you've got) This is not label's pop, yeah

This is not label's pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) We 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) You better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us a bone (Boom!)

Hop out on GOMO, been rappin' since we YOLO
You won't catch me in a polo (On the floor)
We play this game on solo (Yeah; uh-huh)
Better wake up early (Baby)
Two years now, goin' on thirty (Woah)
You munchkin's rap, so burly
Lean gut, bitch, lookin' like Kirby (Goddamn)

I'm giving it all that I got (Uh-huh)

Big smile, fanny pack, hit the rocks
Used to put it on, tappin' on to the spot
B-Boy-boy, I'm keeping it hot
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, drop
Stackin' the numbers all way to the top
Movin' like Sonic, boy, I cannot stop
Turn on the NOS, I'm 'bout to pop

(Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) Bitch, I'm your mother, you not, uh
(Give it all you've got) This is not label's pop, yeah
This is not label's pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) We 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah

(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) You better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (Boom!)

(Give it all you've got) Bitch
(Can't stop now, keep movin') I am not a dog, yeah

All these A and Rs tryna give me cars
I'm not tryna sell Civic on my arm
You raw, I'm melee, kick roller, I-I'm Pele
Or whip, just hit the nene, no cut out for my payday
You want this, you can't touch this

We saucing, yeah, McLovin'
We movin', yeah, we chuggin'
Your frozen dollars' buggin'
On stage, I'm trippin'
Nails painted, you're trippin'
No style, no sauce
Who made you the coochie boss?

(Give it all you've got) Keep doing it, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) Keep doing it, yeah
(Take it to the top) Keep doing it, yeah
Keep doing it, yeah

(Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) Bitch, I'm your mother, you not, uh

(Give it all you've got) This is not label's pop, yeah
This is not label's pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) We 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) You better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (Boom!)

Get up, get, get up
Do it, do it on our own
Get up, get, get up (Woah!)
We doin' it, yeah
We doin' it, yeah
We doin' it, yeah

Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah

Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top

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