Stop Breakin' Down

Every time I'm walkin' down the street, Some pretty mama start breakin' down with me. Stop breakin' down, yeah stop breakin' down. Stuff I got'll bust your brains out baby, whoo, it'll make you lose your mind. I can't walk the streets to console my mind, Some no-good woman starts breakin' down. Oh stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down, stop breakin' down. Stuff I got'll bust your brains out baby, whoo, make you lose your mind. Now you Saturday night womens, aww you love to ape and clown, You won't do nothin' but tear a good man reputation down. Oh stop breakin' down, please stop breakin' down. Yeow, the stuff I got'll bust your brains out, baby, whoo, it'll make you lose your mind. Oh I give my baby now, ninety-nine degree. She jumped up and throwed a pistol down on me. Yeow stop breakin' down, baby please, please, please stop breakin' down. (Whoa so crazy mama.) The stuff I got'll bust your brains out baby, whoa, make you lose your mind. (That explains everything.) The stuff I got'll blow your brains out baby, whoa-hoo, make you lose your mind.