Step to Me (feat. Blue)

Andrew Rucker, Curtis Jackson, Timco Jackson

Haha
Yeah

(We 'bout to kill this shit huh bro)

Okay, okay y'all niggas sweet like flapjacks, not very hard to make ole girl's ass clap
Give her fake Supreme, fake bape packs
All it really take to make shorty throw her back, wait
If you wanna fight me nigga stop it, my fists hit like polly pocket rocket
I'll hook your nigga in his eye socket, I
Okay, first I fist on the bitch, then she suck on my dick
Then I fuck up her throat when she slurp on my shit
Guantanamera on my white chick shit, my nigga hit a lick on your bitch it was lit
Last I wouldn't spit some shit, told him slit my wrist and call me, "young dagger dick"
Same energy but my dick no dagger, long dick in your wife now I caused a family matter
Your bitch got taken by urkel huh, real niggas all in my circle huh
Hold what you say and turn purple, fuck on your bitch then my nigga murk you
Cause my flows be jumping and ducking and weaving like they ali
Niggas stinging and flying like bees they kamikaze
Niggas hangin' around the reaper like they was billy and mandy
Sitting there like dirty dan and that nigga look like Sandy, goddamn

How could you fuck niggas step to me, five of you niggas is just a percent to me
Fuck on your bitch now she out there all repping me
She want my seeds in her bun like they sesame
Whenever I die promise I'll leave a legacy, none of you niggas is ever ahead of me
You niggas faux, shut the fuck up, you wanna get bucked nigga what the fucks up, ah
How could you fuck niggas step to me, five of you niggas is just a percent to me
Fuck on your bitch now she out there all repping me
She want my seeds in her bun like they sesame
Whenever I die promise I'll leave a legacy, none of you niggas is ever ahead of me
You niggas faux, shut the fuck up, you wanna get bucked nigga what the fucks up, ah

Back on the beat doing what I do best, this mixing and cooking turned me to a chef
I'm winning game middle finger to refs, I hang with the bro's while I count up a check
I record a hit go home just to get fly, working and grinding I know I'ma get mine
Running the stack up so I can get by, wanna talk shit but u built like a french fry (Bitch)
All you lil' haters need to get back, go to mickey d's, get your skinny ass a big mac
I be ballin' like 2K, count up my coins and get more no delay
I work hard and play harder, this is just the jump starter
I know I'm built to go farther, this the uproar like I'm Carter
I'ma start this off with a punchline, my pockets filling like it's crunch time
Black boy in a nice car (Ah shit here come the one time)
C-Count up the cheese you know it's that blue, acting a fool with the rest of my crew
My brothers from the D yea we do what we do (Jon) Ayyreny yeah he going up too

How could you fuck niggas step to me, five of you niggas is just a percent to me
Fuck on your bitch now she out there all repping me
She want my seeds in her bun like they sesame
Whenever I die promise I'll leave a legacy, none of you lames is ever ahead of me
You bitches suck, can't drink from my cup
You wanna get bucked nigga shut the fuck up, uh
How could you fuck niggas step to me, five of you niggas is just a percent to me
Fuck on your bitch now she out there all repping me
She want my seeds in her bun like they sesame
Whenever I die promise I'll leave a legacy, none of you lames is ever ahead of me
You bitches suck, can't drink from my cup
You wanna get bucked nigga shut the fuck up, uh

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