Can’t Stop Now

Joey Valence & Brae

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    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 am all that you not, ugh
    (Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
    This is not labeled as 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 go mode (keep moving)
    Been rappin' since we yolo'd
    You won't catch me in a polo (on the floor)
    We play this game on solo (yeah; uh-huh)
    Better wake up early (give in)
    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
    Mr. Put it on, steppin' onto the spot
    B-boy brae, I'm keepin' 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 (woo!)

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    (Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh
    (Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh
    (Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
    This is not labeled as 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

    All these a&rs tryna give me cars
    I'm not tryna sell, civic on my arm (yeah-yeah)
    You brawl, I'm melee, kick roller, I-I'm pele
    Ol' whip just hit the nene, no cut-ut for my payday
    You want this, you can't touch this
    We saucin', 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 am all that you not, ugh
    (Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
    This is not labeled as 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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    Composición: Brian Wade, Joey Valence & Brae, Oswin Falquero y Tony Cliff

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