Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Step Up, artist - Ms. Jade. Album song Girl Interrupted, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Beat Club, Interscope
Song language: English
Step Up |
I got a master plan knocking these bum broads outta my way |
Just came in the door and they got somethin to say |
Tell em step up if they wanna act hard |
I don’t need no great big bodyguard |
Only dump dimes when it’s time to blaze the L |
You can do it just as long as you don’t hurt ya self |
Pull up, hop out start spitting like the A. R |
1−5 cake or sky high oh my |
Got the science and the formula for hatin chicks |
And whatcha do, if you don’t like me you can suck a dick |
I’m smoother then a pair of lizard skins in '88 |
A lotta suckas portrayin us when we know they ain’t |
Get the fuck outta here your dealin with a rider here |
The chef in hell’s kitchen, I’m stayin here for alotta years |
And for my thugs, real bitches and all my hustlers |
Keep it movin I ain’t got no paitence for you bustas (DO IT) |
(Chorus paraphrasing Audio Two) |
Step up if you wanna get hurt |
Ms. Jade’s gonna pull your skirt (oh) |
Step up if you wanna get hurt |
Ms. Jade’s gonna pull your skirt (DO IT, OH) |
Step up if you wanna get hurt |
Ms. Jade’s gonna pull your skirt (OH) |
I am chillin (OH), we is chillin (OH), what else can we say? |
TOP BILLIN |
Now I don’t mean to be rude cocky and arrogant |
I Guess that’s just the PHILLY in me, and I don’t even care |
I Guess that’s just the PHILLY in me, and I ain’t even scared |
This rap game is a war and I done came prepared |
It ain’t nothin to me to just pack up and leave |
But why shouldn’t I give it every breath that I breathe |
And why shouldn’t I kill it every time that I leave |
When these fake mutha fucka’s is so easy to read cuz |
My family got needs, my city need me |
So I’mma do it from the muscle bitch believe me |
Think cuz I’m with Tim that I got it easy |
But that don’t stop me from smoking up in the Crown V |
Stayin sucka free, weed in the truck with me |
This music biz keep a bitch puffin heavily |
3 in the mornin listening to Frankie Beverly |
I won’t stop till the whole world lovin me (DO IT) |
You can Cha Cha Cha to this mardi gras |
I’m the sickest rap bitch you done heard thus far |
And it will get be-tta I’m bout my che-dda |
And noone gets hurt (as long as you let her) |
Do my thing whether 2003 swing |
Or I’m poppin that thing thing and lockin the game mane |
Won’t fuck up my game plan, dealin the same hand |
Just getting started and I’m only getting hotta mane |
So getcha feet into the heat start lurkin |
A dollar or a million I’mma be the same person |
Ms. Jade bout to take this shit |
And even if I’m through with ya’ll couldn’t catch my twist (DO IT) |