Q-Tip - "Breathe And Stop" lyrics
*** Complimentary Breathe And Stop Ringtone ***
Uh uh uh uh uh get up
Uh uh for real uh uh
Come on
Umah, umah, umah, umah
A hard time if
Your motion is still
Let me move some things
Around because the lyrics is ill
Abstract, you know
My stiggidy in here (yeah)
Niggaz get on and
Swear it's they f***in' year
But yo your girl just moved
To the joint in the club
In the car if it groove (uh)
Broad look, the movement is on
Mild mannered mami's
In Victoria thongs, uh
I give my rhyme a bless
Guaranteed to make it right
If your night is a bust (yeah yeah)
You Vivrant and you fresh and all
Original to say the least and
You've impressed Kamal (come on)
Rappers start then they stall
Findin' it very hard to
Make it over the wall
Hey, get your weight up
My motto you heard'
And I grown a deaf ear
To felonious words, uh
So girls move it around
If you see your main dog
Give a brother a pound
And just uh
CHORUS:
Breathe and stop
For real and give it
What you got, and just uh
Breathe and stop
For real and give it
What you got
Give it what you got
Give it what you got
If you on the block
Then give it what you got
A thug, a thrill, you
As mean as the eyes
(Say word)
I wanna feel you
Them big as* thighs
Your Prada dress
Or your Gucci bag
With the Polo jeans
Over doobi-bag, uh
Yo hold the door aight'
We comin' through, Tribe beef
Hold it down for the night
Uh uh for real uh uh
Come on
Umah, umah, umah, umah
A hard time if
Your motion is still
Let me move some things
Around because the lyrics is ill
Abstract, you know
My stiggidy in here (yeah)
Niggaz get on and
Swear it's they f***in' year
But yo your girl just moved
To the joint in the club
In the car if it groove (uh)
Broad look, the movement is on
Mild mannered mami's
In Victoria thongs, uh
I give my rhyme a bless
Guaranteed to make it right
If your night is a bust (yeah yeah)
You Vivrant and you fresh and all
Original to say the least and
You've impressed Kamal (come on)
Rappers start then they stall
Findin' it very hard to
Make it over the wall
Hey, get your weight up
My motto you heard'
And I grown a deaf ear
To felonious words, uh
So girls move it around
If you see your main dog
Give a brother a pound
And just uh
CHORUS:
Breathe and stop
For real and give it
What you got, and just uh
Breathe and stop
For real and give it
What you got
Give it what you got
Give it what you got
If you on the block
Then give it what you got
A thug, a thrill, you
As mean as the eyes
(Say word)
I wanna feel you
Them big as* thighs
Your Prada dress
Or your Gucci bag
With the Polo jeans
Over doobi-bag, uh
Yo hold the door aight'
We comin' through, Tribe beef
Hold it down for the night
Big Moon got the fifth
D-Lyfe he got the deally
And girl you got the gif
(Yeah for real love)
Turn it over the page
Usherin' all of y'all to a
Brand new age, where (yeah)
Status really don't matter
Everbody get right to
The pitter the patter (come on)
Makin' moves, settin' precedence
Enterin' your residence
The whole scene is decadence
And the feelin' is true
I'm seein' me and my crew
You seein' black and blue, uh (yeah)
So let's go for the ride
Strap yourself in tight and
If you bonafied then just uh
Repeat chorus
Dunn what what bring it, bring it
A-bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it, give it (x8)
A-where we bring it to'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, here here
Right here, take it home home
Take it home, right here
Millenium, on your mind
Are you runnin' out of time'
Hope you skippin' every
Line because I'm gettin' mine
Move it around a bit again
Every block every town
We startin' a trend
(For real for real)
Eye to eye ma and toe to toe (Toe to toe)
Who concentratin' on killin' the show'
Penetration is methodically slow
Mountain high valley low gonna
Find the dough (Yo for real for real)
All my peoples, no matter the creed
We gonna satisfy the urge and
Discover the need (Uh uh uh uh)
You feel, you feel the bite in this
If you think I'm type real
Then invite me miss
And let me say a rhyme in your ear
Dancin' close you the most
And you fit in here (yeah)
You feel the rhythm is right
You know the spittin' is tight
You think you won't but
I think you might, uh
Repeat chorus eight times
D-Lyfe he got the deally
And girl you got the gif
(Yeah for real love)
Turn it over the page
Usherin' all of y'all to a
Brand new age, where (yeah)
Status really don't matter
Everbody get right to
The pitter the patter (come on)
Makin' moves, settin' precedence
Enterin' your residence
The whole scene is decadence
And the feelin' is true
I'm seein' me and my crew
You seein' black and blue, uh (yeah)
So let's go for the ride
Strap yourself in tight and
If you bonafied then just uh
Repeat chorus
Dunn what what bring it, bring it
A-bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it, give it (x8)
A-where we bring it to'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, right where'
Right here, here here
Right here, take it home home
Take it home, right here
Millenium, on your mind
Are you runnin' out of time'
Hope you skippin' every
Line because I'm gettin' mine
Move it around a bit again
Every block every town
We startin' a trend
(For real for real)
Eye to eye ma and toe to toe (Toe to toe)
Who concentratin' on killin' the show'
Penetration is methodically slow
Mountain high valley low gonna
Find the dough (Yo for real for real)
All my peoples, no matter the creed
We gonna satisfy the urge and
Discover the need (Uh uh uh uh)
You feel, you feel the bite in this
If you think I'm type real
Then invite me miss
And let me say a rhyme in your ear
Dancin' close you the most
And you fit in here (yeah)
You feel the rhythm is right
You know the spittin' is tight
You think you won't but
I think you might, uh
Repeat chorus eight times
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