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Breathe and Stop [Original Mix] by Q-Tipالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Breathe and Stop [Original Mix] by Q-Tip

     

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Uh uh uh uh uh get up
Uh uh for real uh uh
Come on
Ummah, ummah, ummah, ummah

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)
Niggas get on and swear it's they fuckin' 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 uhh
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 want to feel you, them big ass thighs
Your Prada dress or your Gucci bag
With the Polo jeans over doobi-bag, uh
Yo hold the door a-ight?
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
Everybody 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

[Chorus]

Dunn what what bring it, bring it
A-bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it give it bring it give it
Bring it give it bring it give it
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

Millennium, 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

[Chorus: x8]

Writer : REDD,, GENE / HANDY, ROY / REDD, GENE JR. / HORNE, CLEVELAND / BELL, ROBERT / BELL, RONALD / MICKENS, ROBERT / THOMAS, DENNIS / WESTFIELD, RICHARD / BROWN, GEORGE / SMITH, CLAYDES / FAREED, KAMAAL IBN JONATHAN DAVIS / YANCEY, JAMES DEWITT
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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