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.