Lyrics:
Tiptoeing on the gazebo
Pulling up ballin' like Z-Bo
I am connected to kilos
Fifty gang members got Rico
Young nigga trapped by the peep-hole
Late
Hennessey by the hair and make her speak right
Step in the club like it ain't no thang
Sittin' at the bar while I sip on dranks
Girl wanna holla tryin'
them visions come from Monaco
Step and walk outside to namaste
Got lil' mama touching on the robe
She want to go
Up to the skies
Had to run around
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
, hands up to the sky
Drop low, drop down to the floor
Girl ride that bull like a rodeo
Then show Big Tone how to Dosey Doe
2 steps, 2 steps to the right
Go
though
But the way niggas move make me uncomfortable
Cant be P noid by you decoys
We the Warner bros, the GFG Boys
Cops lock us up, don't make a peep
You
never need no bitch
Tell her take everything, don't leave your shit
Then I sent to her by her mama told her I'll holla
Tryin' get it poppin' now I'm
and codiene by the liter
While I'm layin' back, smokin' my reefer
Drainin' the bank, I'm a leecher
These bitches on me cause they leechers
Baby girl, I ain't no
of your body knows how to move me,
Girl, true love isn't just in the movies.
[Chorus x4]
Boy
No matter what we go through
You step up, I'll step up too
It
to come
I just deposited cash in my past
Packin' the club to the back
I gotta smoke by the half
Window up man we 888 on dabs
Waited, I wait, hi waited, I'm
and a sexy strut
Wanna get it poppin', baby? Step right up
Some girls, they act retarded
Some girls are 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm lookin' fo' a girl that will
girls for they number and they like(OK)
BME turned millionaires, and we all like 'what what, yeah'
[CHORUS]
'Bout to roll up to this club
'Bout to step
need a drink and a waffle
Shootin birds wid a rifle
Fallin down hit a pimple
Cheeky cheeky like a diva
Speedy speedy like a cheetah
Im in de garden
of pity
For people that fucking with me the rivals are fucking shitty
I'm primal up in the city they piling up like a milli
Multiply that shit by a fiddy we
looked above
Got to step up
Got to step up
Got to step up
Got to step up
Got to step up and say goodbye
Got to step up
Got to step up
Got to step up
to go off any minute so you feel it (bah, bah)
Because of the law, I had to conceal it (I go by Weezy Baby)
But if you fuck around you gon' make me
like a cheetah, I'ma
I ain't here to lock up I flash the (flash the)
Then lock your whole block up
Dip-dop-deeter, Banner turn the beat up
book and go learn on how to cook stew
Stering it up like I'm mixin the pot when I'm cooking by stoves in the kitchen
Choppin it up like a season
Get crunk in this motherf***er
Drunk in this motherf***er
N**** step up and get stomped in this motherf***er
Dumped in this motherf***er
Stuck in
falling for me like she gone drown
Step in the pool, and let your hair down
We play by different rules, get a head count
Turn up the music go ahead
Yea, yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea
Step by step by step
Step my
Yea yea
Step by step by step
Step my
Take it step by step another lesson learned
Sit
hoes ? than winter clothes
Ten deep so they finna roll, gon' lap up, girl, make sum' space
Ten pints in my backpack, more seals than a naval base
I stole
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
With television, Dreamcast, dvds
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
That'll hold a pinky finger up and blind ya
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