Ms. Jade - Step Up lyrics

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[Intro]

Ms. Jade's the name comin to ruin the game (Do It) [x3]

[Verse 1]

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

[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 shouldnt 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 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 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

wont 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 couldnt catch my twist (DO IT)

[Chorus]