and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out I used to stay in the house and never go out But now I'm stepping out, stepping out, stepping out
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ain't goin' out You used to be the the only girl a nigga would think about I got a couple girls on call, I'm goin' to bring them out Imagine me seein'
with ya poppin' bottles, takin' pictures, look around As soon as you fall down all the haters pass a judgment All eyes on me, I'm here to show that I'ma rise above this Hello, out
on Go stick your head in a tornado -- brainstorm. I drop bombs. Flex. Napalm. Black and yellow, we'll pull up in your ghetto, Giuseppes when I step out
, that poison, that poison I'll make you fall in love with me Turn me on, turn me on I got that poison, that poison, that poison I'll make you fall in
make you crack But really just trying to put your dreams off track And you know in the end it'll be okay 'Cause all it really matters are the steps you take And everything else falls
fillings come flying up out of our mouths Now rewind it! Payback muthafucka for the way that you got at me hows it taste? When I slap the taste out your
Uh-huh, yeah, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, uuh Uh-huh, yeah, yeah Hear my cries Hear my call Lend me your ears See my fall
Lets get on this Rose 72 hours straight do it like Alpo did it back in 88 step up in this bitch in an MCM suit 38 snub in my MCM boots Young what you
Take a step before you leap Into the colors that you seek You get back what you give away So don't look back on yesterday Wanna scream out, no more
you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt Step to me, the
Look through the tint recognized a jack Two brothers strolled up talkin' 'bout get out Donald D blazed shot one fool through his fuckin' mouth Why would they step
suckers is popping lip Grab the H-K and the dum-dum clip and spread out I'm putting punk's heads out Doors is shut,there's no chance to get out I got
to me and I'll dust her Pops got the LP phat, track on hit Laid by the mutha fuckin' Bobcat Ninety three suckas want me to go out Throw the hoe out,
you you fall up in the club And them nigga's wanna mug When you step up to their face What they gon' do? {Shit!} If you fall up in the club And them
I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah And let's R I I I I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah We doin', big pimpin', we
And we gon' stay hustlin' on that block until we caught And we gon' stay showin' off that jewelry that we bought And we gon' stay leavin' out the stores
