Why Stop Now (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Turn my f*ckin' beat up
Turn my f*ckin' beat up (Turn my mic up too)
Turn my f*ckin' beat up (Remix!)
(SAK PASE)

[Chorus: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Uh, yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything (Remix!)
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything (Remix!)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Part 2!)
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
(Ayo, let me roll one with my sleeves up real quick)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Find the nearest exit
Everybody better find the nearest exit
See the way I kill every n*gga in this b*tch
Somebody please tell me where the forensics
Everybody know that God real
Lookin' like you work in a garage sale
While you hatin' on one of the greatest
I be in the crib diggin' in your mom's tail
Big old b*tch, Avatar
I got her sittin' on the di*k like a handlebar
Shawty love the way I beat it up
Beat the pretty pus*y with a battle scar
Let a n*gga eat it up like it caviar
Got her buggin', now she wanna carry on
YMCMB, gods of this rap sh*t, that we are
But your girl look like a little amateur
Wednesday night at the Apollo
But it's okay 'cause she got a long neck
And I got a di*k size only a giraffe could swallow
Sent her back 'cause they gonna ask tomorrow
"Why baby girl, did you have to gargle?"
And if I could have everything, do me a favor
Send me a hunnid more bottles, hahaha
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes, Missy Elliott]
Yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything
Why stop now? I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
(Ayo, let me reintroduce y'all to my beautiful twin)
Why stop now? I can have everything
(Oh my God, Missy! Woo)

[Verse 2: Missy Elliott]
It go three, four, five, six
On this mic, I hot spit (Ayy)
This my task, toc-tic
I'm that chick they not f*ckin' with (Ayy)
Hit ‘em with hits in the head I spit (Ayy)
This sh*t is so ridiculous, sick (Ayy)
Missy like no other chick
Now watch how I kill this remix (Woo, go)
I slay these crows
Got more lines than cornrows
You ain't on Missy level
Better get up on your tippy toes
Really though, really no
I'ma blow it up like a torpedo
Who am I? You don't know
You can call me the original (Woo)
I'm the E-double-L-I-O-T-T
Don't ever try me on the mic, I'ma beast (Rah!)
Eat an emcee like I'm finna have a feast
You better sit down, have a seat (Ah!)
I can do anything, M-Missy finna change the game
Y'all better stay up in your lane
Now I'ma just make y'all clap your hands
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Busta Rhymes]
Yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything
Why stop now? I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
(It's been officially declared that the martian is back in the buildin')
Why stop now? I can have everything
(Haha, Tunechi!)

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Man, f*ck these n*ggas
Man, f*ck these hoes
T just rolled a big long blunt
I'ma smoke that b*tch 'til it's Muggsy Bogues
I ain't got time for that b*tch sh*t
Glock automatic, no stick shift
My girl pus*y bigger than pig lips
My blunts last longer than friendships
Man, I was on my skateboard
It ain't trickin' if you got it, I'll pay for it
Hold up, wait for it, catch up, like fake blood
My own funeral, I'm late for it
Shout out to my young n*gga Ace Hood
I'm fresh out the can, I'm canned goods
Two handguns, my hands full
I'm young, ill and so mean, I'm one pill from OD'ing
I'm high, ho, my eyes low like Korean's, Orion
I pulled up in that Mulsanne
I'm thuggin', bumpin' Golf Wang
b*tch, I'm higher than Eddie Kane
Tunechi, I can have everything
Haha
[Chorus: Chris Brown, Lil Wayne]
Yeah (Yeah), we can do anything
Walk into anywhere and buy anything (YMCMB)
I'll be chillin', I ain't worried 'bout anything (Ah)
Why stop now? I can have everything (Young Moolah, baby)
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Yeah (Yeah), I can have everything
Why stop now? I can have everything

[Outro: Busta Rhymes]
Alright
Now that y'all n*ggas come to the fact that
Anything n*ggas do over here is uncompetewitable
f*ck with me
Let's go!