Ms. Jade – Step Up lyrics

Send* corrections to the typist [Intro

]:Ms
Jade's. the name comin to ruin the game (Do It) (repeat 3) [Verse

]: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 Are. 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 d k**I'm
smoother then a pair of lizard skins in '88 A
lotta suckas portrayin us when we know they ain't Get
the f k**outta here your dealin with a rider here The
chef in hell's kitchen I'm, stayin here foralotta years And
for my thugs real, b s*****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 [Verse

2 ]: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 b h***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 b h***puffin heavily 3
in the mornin listening to Frankie Beverly I
wont stop till the whole world lovin me (Do it) [Chorus

]:[Verse

3 ]:You
can Cha Cha Cha to this mardi gras I'm
the sickest rap b h***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 Wont
f k**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 s t**And
even if I'm through with ya'll couldn't catch my twist (Do it) [Chorus

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