We Ain't Stoppin'

[Intro: Lil Wayne]

Whoa, whoa

The Big Tymers, nigga

Who? Who?

The Big Tymers, nigga

Huh?

Get it right

[Verse 1: Juvenile]

Bentley interior, I lay back on it

Every time a nigga see me it's a Kodak moment

Now, I ain't the one to brag (Nope)

But I bought myself a Hummer, my brother a Jag (For sure)

I'm takin' all the hoes, and I'm makin' you mad (Yeah)

You violate my household, I'm bustin' your ass

Is you listenin'? Do you see my ice when it's glistenin'?

'Cause if you're with that baller blockin', niggas comin' up missin' then

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

I need a biznite to get right up in my new Prowler

And put her lips tight on this pipe to suck out the problems

Need a Rolex with princess cuts all at the bottom

Need a kit with twenty-inches on the car that I'm drivin'

Went from dimes to quakes, to money like Bill Gates

Doin' a-hundred on interstates in Hummers on thirty-eights

See, we are the CMB, my nigga

Fresh, Baby, Hot Boys, and Wheezy Whee, my nigga, what?

[Hook: B.G.]

Wherever it's poppin', we stoppin'

But if it ain't hot then, we not then

Wherever it's twurkin', we workin'

She got to be slurpin',  for certain

[Verse 3: Turk & Mannie Fresh]

Project and hood rat bitch is who I like

A bitch that's 'bout ridin', and goin' on flights (What)

I met this bitch in Cabrini Green, a nasty hoe

Liked that dick from the back

And you could, *Cough*,​​ in her throat

A bitch that's 'bout hustlin' and smugglin' work

Head bustin' and thuggin' just like Turk

A wild bitch off Grape Street doin' her thing

Big ass, big tits, and she loved eatin' ding-a-ling

I need a black hoe (Black hoe), one with the braids in her head

Workin' with some ass that could give good head

Can't forget about this bitch up in Philly on Richard Allen

Freak-nasty bitch that's always swallowin'

Stickin' to the G-Code, Ree's, and Girbauds

Got hands and 'bout strappin', quick to beat a hoe

Oops, almost forgot about Tasha up in the Watts

A hot girl for sure that stay droppin' it like it's hot

[Hook: B.G.]

Wherever it's poppin', we stoppin'

But if it ain't hot then, we not then

Wherever it's twurkin', we workin'

She got to be slurpin', that's for certain

[Verse 4: Baby & Lil Wayne]

Bitch, I'ma be stun'n until the day I go (What?)

Bentley's and Hummers, and drop Diablos (What?)

Runnin' with niggas that don't love no hoe (What?)

Platinum grill cause, bitch, I'm done with gold

Now, you know it's Lil Wheezy off the heezy, believe me, whoa

Hot like pepper, slidin' out the Kompressor slow

Me and your wife - slut, don't slam my do'

Cut on the lights, look how the damn watch glow

Hold up, Wayne (What), you know what, Wayne? (Whoa)

I'mma get in this bitch and do donuts, man

Now wait, Bubba, you gon' make me go buy a Grape Hummer

And put my name in diamonds on the license plate, cousin

Now, peep me, slick

I got a hoe out the project that eat the dick, she a freaky bitch

Nigga, you know it's Iceberg, boy, straight off the block

With the number-one stunna, and we blazin' hot, what

[Hook: B.G.]

Wherever it's poppin', we stoppin'

But if it ain't hot then, we not then

Wherever it's twurkin', we workin'

She got to be slurpin', for certain

Wherever it's poppin', we stoppin'

But if it ain't hot then, we not then

Wherever it's twurkin', we workin'

She got to be slurpin', that's for certain