Can't Stop Won't Stop (feat. Cam Groves) - Toys For Boys

Go get your mother, father, cousin or kin
Cuz it's the Can't Stop kid and I'm at it again
I brought something to bump like I always do
And I'mma kick it old school like some light up shoes
Ayo back in the day on my cul de sac
I was the illest little mug with a juicebox
Put my name on the wall with a crayola pack
And stayed fresh from my head to my tube socks
In those days Yelawolf woulda been Chartreuse
And before Waka Flocka we had Balki Bartokomous
Got rock 'em sock 'em robots and my morning cartoons
Gave my girl a walkie talkie "Call me later, little spoon"
Yo, wasn't a player but I played a lot
Cuz even then I was on point, like a laser dot
So now I kick it online to an arena of millions
And I get more love than Serena Williams

Chorus:
There's a million toys for a million different boys
But there's only one that I like
There's a million toys for a million different boys
But there's only one that I like

I was just eleven when on my bike pedalin
True story, new toy, Bugle Boy everything
Before I recorded raps on my laptop
Super duper double-looper track for the matchbox cars
I collected, parts were connected
Then I found hip hop and was largely effected
I got a discman, used it a ton
Had more CD's than a mutual fund
First car, accord four door
It was old but the trunk bumped like a cold sore
Used to skate a lot, now I wish I could go more
Who you think I flow for? Kids who ride snowboards
And as a kid I knew that life was the greatest
Tough choice if I ever had to pick a favorite
Out of all the million toys, that I've ever played with
This microphone's the only one I'm ever gonna stay with

Chorus

Up and Away (feat. June)

Alright kick back, relax and grab yourself a beverage

Or hop if you wanna just bounce to my lev-er-age

The evidence, as they say, is in the pudding

So show me the money like my name was Cuba Gooding

It ain’t fools gold, it’s gold fool

Can’t stop Won’t stop keepin it old school (So cool)

Big Spoon is my nom de plume

I keep it poppin like a needle and a new balloon

And if you don’t know by now then you need more schoolin

Let loose kid, get stupid

Got more flavor than I know what to do with

So get your hands up if you’re part of the movement

And bump to the bump to the bassline

I made it rock before your phone had facetime

Yessiree, you know my steeze

I stay fresh to death like I’m drowning in febreze

Chorus:

Up up and away we go

Up up and it's making me glow

Up up and away we go

Up up and likin' it

Up up and away

Up and away I’m in pilot mode

One step ahead on this xylophone

That mean I’m bars farther speak dough Im bart’s father 

This a homer of a hit Im all starring 

All eyes on ya boy im poseidon 

Wavy to you outsider Im more live-r 

Let me open up like this a door knocker 

And show you how I lay it down so proper

No scholar but much class a gem found 

Under your nose like a mustache/ my pen splash

Equivelant of a benzo -  M class 

So fly my wardrobe come with jetlag 

Cautious though cuz my hooks is fresh crack

So dope im a certified meth lab 

Pen addict that’s been at it I been fresh 

On lines with my pen game that pinterest 

Thats June holla fame dollar game 

Something big like wallace you pocket change 

All about presidents no politician 

But for every big face ill be the running mate YES

Chorus

Hello Nurse, let me burst on this verse

I rock steady but I never rehearse

And ev-er-y verse I work is right on the money

Yo I got more raps than a mummy, honey

This be the boogie to jumpstart your ventricles

Strapped on the track like tentacles

I’ll put the squeeze on these other mc’s

Cuttin imitators off at the knees, Oh please

The way I’m rippin it up

I never let up, so hold onto your butts

And I’mma  wake you up, show you how it’s done

I’ll kick your swagger in the athletic cup, son

I’m blessed to be spitting these rhymes

Instead of sitting in a cubicle and losing my mind

So this is my time to shine

And I’mma do it so bright I’ll make busters go blind

Chorus

Bring The Funk - Can't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

Jump Back, uh boy kiss yo bad self Can't Stop Won't Stop, it's the top shelf Top dolla - all balla your mind so blown your skull become holla Now if you like this funk, Then put yo name on it it's like buzzards when it stunk they get all up on it And we bringin it here, the purpose is clear slap that stank down hard on your earhole, made whole every soul is our goal and i'm on a roll, son uh huh, uh huh the tardy bell has rung can't stop won't stop - won't stop singin it can't stop won't stop - won't stop bringin it we the funkiest ones under the sun MC's beg under the table for crumbs Hip Hop thermometer under my tongue reads fresh hundred and 1,2, 93 until infinity, it's most certainly an unstoppable force, straight from the source we gold- tooth grinnin when we hit the floor We gonna bring the funk I said enough's enough and if your funk is up you better pass the buck the funk will ride when the ride get's rough you gotta huck the buff you gotta strut yo stuff and if your funk is up you better pass the buck the funk will rise when it's hot enough Now we snack cheese like we get grain-like Fresh outta breath like a breathing apparatus-like MC's, enemies gettin Oh so queasy Girls get ditsy when they come down to see us Because in us we trust, to bust another a plus and this show is a must and No we ain't no bust with so much bucks and all you bee money honeys can bite the dust So get encrusted by the refuse of your gimmicks We entrusted to take it to the very limits And we bust it, and you're scared cuz it's on like you're staring straight into the teeth of a mastodon Boss- Yeah that's what we are So you can bite the style but you can't jock the gnar gnar Cars girls and lotsa bling Read auto-tune for dummies and you learned how to sing Chorus The truth is self-evident, we bomb just like our president we ain't pent up, take that mental metamucil Utterly irrefutable, rhymes ain't reusable lyrically we keep it clean for the children so it's suitable Now we're so fresh we're goin agrarian Ain't that better than vegetarian? Shine so bright we need our own planetarium Biggest fish in the hip hop aquarium.

Always Gettin' Mine - Can't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

I've been gettin' mine since I was knee high
That's why I'm fightin' off the mommies like I'm Marty McFly
So call me Johnny B. Goode, cuz I'm ahead of my time
But I don't rock a six string, this mic is workin just fine
I be shootin game like a washington bullet
And we them Can't Stop kids, you know we came here to rule it
My motormouth is so hot that I be sippin' on coolant
This tank is never running out cuz I can always refuel it
Got my head up in the clouds like my name was Manute
I'm thinking about these so-called rappers and their passion pursuits
It got me feelin' like Arenes, almost ready to shoot
If gettin' money's really evil you can call me the root
Style's so hot you gotta lose your shoes
We be all up in your grill when we feed you the news
So if the hustle is alarming then you gotta hit snooze
Cuz I'm running in a race that I just won't lose

I'm a sucka for 40 freight cars, 14 watching star wars
Living out my dreams, that's what I'm living for
Before stepping out the back door, hit 'em with another hit to make 'em hit the floor more
I soar to unimagined stats on the scoreboard
Check my status on the Eff book, On tour
My baby asked me if she could get an encore
En Course, main course, I ain't even gotta trip
I'm too slick to ever slip - All up in it like a cat for nip
And I'm equipped with the skills to make the beat go bump bump
Whole wide world gon' jump jump
C to the S to the W ill - All up in it like a lion for kill
And I'm endowed with the skill to make the beat go bump bump
Whole wide world gon' jump jump

Jump (x a bunch)

Ayo, we move the party like a riot squad
Internalize the energy like lightning rods
We take advantage of the rhythm like a sabotage
And stayin' right up out yo reach like a phenomenal jump shot
Rock the meter til it's sounding mad sick
Party people we just wanna see you get drastic
Working the components on an instant classic
Got the people buying platinum, but they're payin for plastic

We the kinda kids that kick it off the cuff
This is like a burner that never gets buffed
We the kinda kids that keep it comin' on time
Isn't it apparent that I'm always gettin' mine?

And if the sun don't shine, And if the birds don't sing
And if the lucky don't strike tonight I'm still so polite cuz I'm always gettin' mine
And if the world laughs at me, And if my laundry gets dirtay
And even in my worst of times I'm still shinin' bright cuz I'm always gettin' mine

Ringalator make you spin out the way
DP will make you cough up your ashtray
C to the S to the W ill, get mine
Ain't got no trouble when everything shines
Even if they take away my cheese, I'll still be around
Even if they throw my movies off, I'll still be around
Even if they broke my Bopacon, I'll still be around

Put Yo Name On It! - Can't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

Here I am, Here I come, Here I be

I’m rockin with the dream team

Ladies lookin at me and they’re tryin not to scream

This ain’t my first time though, so I play it serene

Fellas put yo hands up if you know what I mean

Wannabe macks always getting so green

Cuz I’ve always been the king of this hip hop scene

Or it could be cuz your dreamgirl is only 17

Keep liftin that truck, I’ll keep doing my thing

Go ahead homie, bust out yo paychecks

I don’t even care about your girlfriends fake pecs

Have a great time, maxin out your Amex

I’ma sell rhymes, you can go sell APX

I drop hooks like Peter Pan

Got it on lock and it’s wrapped like saran

Keepin it fresh while the world gets fried

Now slide to the side, I’ma show you how to ride

(Chorus) Gotta put yo name on it

                Just put yo name on it x2

I put my name down rolled ‘em up

Sugar pie, butter in yo cup, YUP

It’s overhaul, cuz who can rock

If the ball ain’t roll

So push push, shove it shove it

Put some shoe into it

Gotta get down, don’t let down HA

No no no no no no You

Can’t stop, won’t stop

This party knockin down yo block

You name it, I got it

You name it, my name’s already on it HA

You can try to step, but you’ll be getting wupped

Because we open a can

We let the cat outta the bag, and then we baggin the cats

Just wait until we stack ‘em on top

Jump back jump back

(Bridge)

Put yo name on it

Just put yo name all up on it

Shawty won’t stop, til somebody at the party got the pop top

Gotta put yo name on iiiiiiiit

Sign my name on the dotted line

Don’t even gotta keep ‘em like a one at a time

But little kid you know what’s mine is mine

Now keep the room bouncing if you still feel fine

Cuz I show up first, put my name on top

And I’m keeping it hot when the temperature drop

Water the soil on this hip hop cash crop,

Tell me what my name is – Can’t stop won’t stop

Cool Summer - Can't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

Yo In the summertime heat

When the pulse is back

You get to bumpin the beat

Hear me attackin the track - I lack

Nothing at all, got the baddest gear

Swoopin’ in the cruiser, bringin up the rear

I keep it current, Keep it coming correct

I feel the burn for the hustle like the sun on my neck

But yo I gotta play it cool like xylitol

When the honeys get to layin out like wall-to-wall

I wanna knock it out the park like a little leaguer

Cuz the girls get choosy when the boys get eager

My funds are too meager to gas my ride

But ladies say that I’m fly when I cycle by

That’s why I get on down til the early morn

Leave two grass angels on the neighbors lawn

They call me B-I-G S-P Double O- N

Don’t believe me dude? You better check wit yo girlfriend

Chorus:

It’s so good, It’s so good when you can take off the hoodie

It’s alright – Summertime

In my hood, In my hood ain’t nobody can thrill me quite like

A cool cool summer

I got a fresh pair of Double-D Batteries in my boombox

Whole block comin’ down with that sound

Of the CS-Summertime some are fly, some are hot

Time to take you on a critical ride

Alright alright, sunshine to nine

And we got all night to do just what we like

And we like whatever feelin’ right

Ain’t clappin’ no caps just clap to the beat

Of the lyrical ice cream truck, bringin y’all the treats

And the honeys all lookin’ so good

in the back of the yard, the back of the car

forget about the bed we sleepin’ underneath the stars

I’m from the city of Reno, where we getting’ mad dough

Closin escrow on this mad track, so stand back

Back to the song of yo summertime crush

We crack the can, did you pack a lunch?

CHORUS

Now if I can drop a verse then I can pick it back up

Like Usain Bolt, I’m gonna tear this track up

So get get to stepping like it’s double double dutch

The summer time style is too much to touch

I be that dumpster jumper with a farmer’s tan

Throwin out MC’s like a garbage man

We bout to blow the roof off your party van

And when we wake up in the morning we just start again

We gonna take it to the streets on the Equinox

Summer Jams comin out yo Speaker box

Yo this ain’t a yard sale, but we’ll clean yo clocks

And break the windows on the block like a box of rocks

And yo the sun don’t set on the noise we make

We came to blow this party up like yellow cake

Yeah maybe I’m dirty, but I’m still the bomb

And tonight we gonna party like it’s Ramadan

I’m from the church of funk here to bring you the news

We got the cure for the summertime blues

You got the need for the word of truth

They seein’ the power in these 1’s and 2’s

Mista Neva I’m feelin the feva

Hold up yo head let me relieve ya

Preach on y’all, til y’all believers

The hook, the line now here’s the sinker

Chorus

Stop, Drop, Roll - Can't Stop Won't Stop Lyrics

Hooked on hip hop phonics, yeah it works for me So jump aboard, yeah this train is free The conductor - Let me toot my whistle The instructor of the funky uncle fizzle We be dancin on a lake when it ain't froze over We be walkin on water while you're sinkin your rover If you step any close you'll be eatin' some teeth So please step back, I entreat I dish deep like deep dish supreme Step large walk hard on a two man team (Yup!) Gangsta lean, I'm Kitchen Clean We gettin' clout like a carnivore gots gout So shout out loud All you party people bring it when the time is decreed Your feet are in need of a one step, two step TCB like Bubba Ho-Tep baby Stop Drop Roll (x2) Look, tonights the night. P Dot Early's on the mic I came to get the party hyped Dressed to the nines, punchline I got more dimes than a fourth grade lunchline I'm gonna get mine, mine Stake mine, really. Chi-Town cat gettin cheese like philly Order steak at the grilly, I flow chilly Put jokes on every rapper, like Laffy Taffy silly Look, I make the groove get down I love the way she shake that little ghetto booty girl like (Oh!) Hold up. Touch your knees to your elbows She like my kicks, I betcha Nike don't sell those But I bet you sweat your weave out the velcro Let your milk shake, put them fries on the track Let me fill your order girl, I'm a Big Mac And yousa chicken nugget head, dip it in my chit chat Stop Drop Roll (x2) Cast my net off the side of a boat I ain't pulled up fish, I pulled up a microphone and some dope beats Unsurpassable feats, surpassed by me fortnightly Walk softly, but I carry a big stick. Nasty. Oh it's so fantastic. Like Lincoln, lemme log lemme log We the slammer, Emcees is Pogs We be on ya like a boar hog on a corn cob Like a dog on a pole, Like a rat on a cheeto Like a polo popped collar on an alt-bro Like skinny jeans wherever hipsters roll (Woo!) It's day old and bold, so put some bag balm on it Cuz I'm told, from pole to pole, from coast to coast We smooth as hummus on fancy toast They're bringing out the nanny, ladies and gentleman Can't Stop Won't Stop. MEGA. They're coming through the door.  They're holding the sceptre, so put away your sword. Just leave it alone. Can't Stop Won't Stop. They're coming home to ROOST.