Jay-Z & Kanye West - Who Gon Stop Me (Lyrics)

Jay-Z & Kanye West - Who Gon Stop Me (Lyrics)



[Kanye West]
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Until I die I’mma fuckin ball - now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?

Black cars, black cars, black-on-black black bras
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap: you know what that's for..
Who gon stop me huh?

[Jay-Z]
Who gon stop me?
No brakes, I need State Farm
So many watches I need eight arms
One neck but got eight charms (who won stop me huh?)
Niggas talking, they bitchmade
Ixnay off my dicksnay
That’s pig latin, itch-bay
Who gon stop me huh?
Last night ain’t go so well, got kicked up out the hotel
Got a little freaky like Marvin Albert
Yes! Tell Howard Casell
You're just a commentator if you gettin paper
Everybody I know from the hood got common haters
In some relations you're just supposed to say none
Heard she fucked the doorman - well that’s cool I fucked the waitress
Heard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess that’s on one basis
I only like green faces

[Hook - Kanye West]
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Until I die I’mma fuckin ball - now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?
Who gon stop me? Who gon stop me, huh?

Black cars, black cars, black-on-black black bras
Whole lotta money in a black bag
Black strap: you know what that's for..
Who gon stop me huh?

[Kanye West]
Y'all weed purple
My money purple
Y'all Steve Urkel
I’m Oprah circle
I wrote the verse
That I hope will hurt you

(Jay-Z)
Who gone stop me huh?
Beat the odds
Best the Feds
It wouldn’t be wise
To bet against the kid
Start me broke
I bet I get rich
Night shift
6 to 6
Gimmie one shot
One pot
I’ll show up in all white
Wearing no socks
No ceiling
New coupe
They know I’m a dope boy
They don’t have no proof
I’m 3 steps removed
I know how to move
It’s looking like
I don’t know how to lose
I’m winning again
I’m at the Wynn
I’m at the table
I’m gambling
Lucky lefty
I expect a 7
I went through hell
I’m expecting heaven
I’m owed
I’m throwed
And I stuck to the G-code
I’m here
Oh yeah
I promise I ain’t going nowhere
Ok here
Like a hare like a rabbit
I like karats
I’m allergic to having bunny ears / Like
Broke
Like nope
Like ha
I ain’t no joke
I can’t be stopped
Like nope / Like nope
To the beat Noah...
2 seats in the 911
No limit on the black card
Told y'all I was gonna go H.A.M.
To the ocean was my backyard
No lies in my verses
Please pardon all the curses
Sh*t gotta come some way
F**k, when
You growing up worthless
Middle finger to my old life
Special shout out to my old head
If it wasn’t for your advice
A ni**a would have been so dead
I’m living life til these niggas kill me
Turn this up if these ni**as feel me
I’m riding dirty trying to get filthy
Pablo Picasso
Rothkos, Rilkes
Graduated to the MOMA
And I did all of this without a diploma
Graduated from the corner
Y'all can play me for a mother***in fool if you wanna
Street smart and I’m book smart
Could have been a chemist cause I cook smart
Only thing that can stop me is me
And I’mma stop when the hook start
Hold up

(Kanye West)
This is something like the Holocaust
Millions of our people lost
Bow our heads and pray to the lord
Til I die I’mma f***in ball
Now who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?
Who gon stop me?
Who gon stop me huh?

(Jay-Z)
Black cards, black cars
Black on black, black broads
Whole lotta money in a
Black bag
Black strap, you know what that’s for