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Don't Stop lyrics

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     Don't Stop
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        Do the thing
    Watch yourself
    Get on the floor
    Move your feet

    Mystikal
    There ain't nothing you can do with the man
    Except for shake yo ass and clap yo hands
    Bob your head and move your feet
    I ain't the type of rapper just to ride the beat
    I set the track on fire
    I take the roof, the house and knock out your tyres
    It's the funk in here
    Let mystikal move you and Mariah sing

    CHORUS
    Mariah
    Don't stop, baby
    It's ecstacy
    Turn me up little higher
    Baby, light my fire
    Tell me every little thing you wanna do
    Baby, I'm into you
    Don't stop, baby
    It's ecstacy
    Turn me up little higher
    Baby, light my fire
    Tell me every little thing you wanna do
    I just wanna love you
    (bob yo head and move yo feet)

    Mystikal
    Heads up, look out, it's about to go down,
    And what they didn't know about me then, I bet they know now
    I'm bout to prove my fame
    So just get out the way and let me do the thing
    Its on tonight
    I'm known to be more vulgar than the garbage truck
    You can't stop the train
    You ain't got no umbrella so get your ass out the rain
    You ain't louder than this
    I'm like a bowl of gumbo, you ain't hotter than this
    I'm what they play in the club
    I keep them moving till I leave, thats what they paying me for
    You already know what i do
    So have my money and my munchies and my cigar too
    I'm known for bringing the heat
    Ain't nobody cutting up but MC now MC

    Chorus

    Mystikal
    Go head **** and party,
    Mix that with that dark but don't waste that on my Jordans,
    Keep laughing till your mouth tired,
    Go ahead and lit something up but take that ciggarette outside,
    Get on the floor,
    Its another number one debut for sure,
    Now say it ain't real,
    And if i ain't a fool why you can't keep still, sing

    Mariah
    I feel it
    And i let it get into me,
    Jamaica funk thats what it was,
    Oh let it get into you....

    Chorus

    Repeat chorus till fade
     
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