Lyrics of ' Can’t Stop Now ' by Joey Valence & Brae

Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top
Mr. Krabs, stop this madness!
Stop it right now!
Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top

(Give it all you've got) I'm givin' you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh
(Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
This is not labeled as pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) you better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us a bone (boom!)

Hop out on go mode (keep moving)
Been rappin' since we yolo'd
You won't catch me in a polo (on the floor)
We play this game on solo (yeah; uh-huh)
Better wake up early (give in)
Two years now, goin' on thirty (woah)
You munchkin's rap, so burly
Lean gut, bitch, lookin' like kirby (goddamn)

I'm giving it all that I got (uh-huh)
Big smile, fanny pack, hit the rocks
Mr. Put it on, steppin' onto the spot
B-boy brae, I'm keepin' it hot
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it, drop
Stackin' the numbers all way to the top
Movin' like sonic, boy, I cannot stop
Turn on the nos, I'm 'bout to pop (woo!)

(Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh
(Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
This is not labeled as pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) you better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (boom!)

(Give it all you've got) bitch
(Can't stop now, keep movin') I am not a dog

All these a&rs tryna give me cars
I'm not tryna sell, civic on my arm (yeah-yeah)
You brawl, I'm melee, kick roller, I-I'm pele
Ol' whip just hit the nene, no cut-ut for my payday
You want this, you can't touch this
We saucin', yeah, mclovin'
We movin', yeah, we chuggin'
Your frozen dollars' buggin'
On stage, I'm trippin'
Nails painted, you're trippin'
No style, no sauce
Who made you the coochie boss?

(Give it all you've got) keep doing it, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) keep doing it, yeah
(Take it to the top) keep doing it, yeah
Keep doing it, yeah

(Give it all you've got) I'm giving you all that I got, uh
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) bitch, I am all that you not, ugh
(Give it all you've got) this is not labeled as pop, yeah
This is not labeled as pop, yeah
(Give it all you've got) we 'bout to shoot on our own, yeah
(Dance, dance, dance, get on it) I'm in my very own zone, yeah
(Take it to the top) you better lower your tone
Don't need a label, don't throw us, throw us a bone (boom!)

Get up, get, get up
Do it, do it on our own
Get up, get, get up (woah!)
We doin' it, yeah
We doin' it, yeah
We doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah
Keep doin' it, yeah

Give it all you've got
Dance, dance, dance, get on it
Take it to the top