STEPPIN' UP (feat. Robothug) - Mac Mar

(Q-Tip) Phiiiiiife Dawg (Phife) Yo Kamal (Q-Tip) Reggie Noble (Redman) Up in ya! (Q-Tip) Yo Busta Bus, yo it's time to step up (Busta Rhymes) You know I plaster, the little bastard And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggaz backwards Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes say so (mmmhmm) When we move yes (mmmhmm) sometimes we lay low (mmmhmm) aiyyo (yo) Big up my little nigga Pedro Make you after the L like turkey, cheese and to-ma-to (to) Fuck is that? Especially for niggaz that will pay no Attention to instructions, like they still wan' disobey y'all Wonderin how it's activate real quick? But then I could grow about five feet more with an extra dick! One dick to hold in my hand when I'm rockin the mic The extra dick to blow up the pussy for the rest of the night Then I return with more lyrics like a bunch of rough niggaz They tough niggaz that snuff niggaz (hah) I know the club got enough niggaz (huh!) To slap your face, expert, who the next jerk, To make me exert heat? FUKKIT, let me network! (Redman) Ha-hah! (Q-Tip) Yo Reggie Noble (Redman) Feel me, yo Busta Bus (Busta) What up? (Q-Tip) Yo Phife Dawg, yo it's time to step up (Phife) Yo what the fuck, ungh! Check it here, peep the four-man transaction (action) Phife diggy Dawg, we on some Todd Shaw mackin (mackin) You know my stee', there's no time for relaxin (relaxin) Word to Reggie (Phife Dawg) yo it's _Time 4 Sum Aksion_ Girl swing yo' ass, I can feel you climaxin (climaxin) Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen (make it happen!) Yo Busta Bus, do you hear Violator faxin? (mad faxin) Eighty G's for one show (eighty G's yo) that's satisfaction (satisfaction) Now which emcee feel like he fuckin with dis heah? (This here) Word to Queens, I keep shit hot like a canish, yeah (Nish yeah!) Malik is back, I'm here to make you look foolish (foolish) My roughest niggaz in the Apple (Apple) on Coolidge (Coolidge) Remember White Shadow? My click stay sharper than an arrow (c'mon) Plus in Trinidad I'm treated like the mighty sparrow (uh-huh) Freestylin son, like there was no tommorrow (fuck it up nigga fuck it up) Hence the reason why your bitch ass would love to follow (what?) Two different toasters in your chest will make your shit hollow How's about them apples, oh is it too hard to swallow? Push your wig back, word to Big Moot and Bolo Billy Razor, Fudge Lover, on down to Shine Lightro (Love Movement) Yo Bootsy takes this mic from this fool see, make him run it Five-foot invasion son, you can't run from it (Busta) Yo Reggie Noble (Redman) Blaoowww, yo Phife diggy! (Phife) What up? (Busta) Yo yo Kamal it's your time to step up! (Q-Tip) Check it out, the original, shit, we makin it takin it, To the extremes, we breakin it when we get Inside a zone then you feel that it's good All you jelly cats stop marinatin my wood 'S Niggaz grab the mic with loads of malarky I bring the knowledge and wield the anarchy Put it on pooh-butts who's unsettled with ignorance Give the last sentence with poignance and diligence Eighteen wheelin through niggaz like truckers Breakin ankles, put it on like we at the ruckus Guaranteein that shorty can move it around In the place that gets you hot but leaves you here on the ground Contenders don't you even think to challenge the crown Of these brothers who so elequently hold the beat down Fuck the rigamarole, we vyin for the control We the musical equation of the whole entire nation (Q-Tip) Yo Phife Dawg (Phife) Yes Kamal (Q-Tip) Busta Bus (Busta) What up? (Q-Tip) Yo Reggie Noble yo it's time to step up (Redman) Yo yo I'm just a ill nigga who don't got it all up stairs Riding dick, get the balls til they come in pairs Oh yeah, throw the goggles on these engineers Cause it might, get kinda wet when I spit this here Yo, I'm six-foot-one with a big ass gun To carry it you'd need a waistline the size of Big Pun But I move crowds without a gun Like if -- The New York State Lottery is ninety nine million! Hah-hah, yo, when it's time to flow I suprise and blow Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw The caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by a masousse Whoo-whoo! Funk Doc gets the money And best believe I went through more trees than Sonny Me, Kamal, Busta Bus, Phife Dawg Shittin, pussy niggaz get Lysol! Heh heh heh

Hold up, Tahi made this? I can't help myself I can't help, I can't help myself (whoo, whoo) I can't help myself I'm so hot I might melt myself (whoo) Big steppin' (big steppin'), big steppin' (big steppin') Big steppin' (big steppin'), big steppin' (big steppin'), (whoo, whoo) Big steppin' (big steppin'), come on, God on my side (big steppin') We down to ride (whoo) I got God on me, I got God on me, why they mad at me? Lyin' on me, why you fired on me? I got fire on me (doo-doo-doo) Size on me, switchin' sides on me, tell me why, homie? Eyes on me, got that light on me and it's bright on me Big steppin' like I'm Shaq and I'm ballin' like Kobe (I'ma ball) Keep it one hunnid, I'm keepin' it holy (ayy, ayy) Bible on my lap and I'm keepin' it on me (doo-doo-doo) Reach for the world and I reach for the homies Big steppin', puttin' holes in the ground when I walk (wow) Killin' demons, outline 'em on the ground with the chalk (wit' the chalk) When we pull up your city, the whole town finna talk King of Kings got us shinin' like a crown in the dark 'Bou-bout to shake the game like a soda pop (shake) Mobbin' in Jerusalem while you was on the block (huh?) Crew's steppin', blue-checkin', now we on the top (buh-buh-buh) Big steppin', size fourteen ain't no photoshop I can't help myself I can't help, I can't help myself (whoo, whoo) I can't help myself I'm so hot I might melt myself (whoo) Big steppin' (big steppin'), big steppin' (big steppin') Big steppin' (big steppin'), big steppin' (big steppin'), (whoo, whoo) Big steppin' (big steppin'), come on, God on my side (big steppin'), (yeah, yeah) We down to ride (whoo) Okay, left foot, right foot, slidin' like Michael Ten toes down, but my eyes on the Lord Head bowed, eyes closed, hand on the Bible What's a doo-doo to a double-edged sword? Up to infinity Milly Rock when I walk with the Trinity It's gon' take a lot of them to get rid of me Got a rock (yeah), and it's lit for the Philistines Doo-doo-doo-doo, cross on my neck so the devil not a threat (threat) Ran up a check, now my shawty out of debt (debt) Talk to that highest, I'm fly as it gets (whoa) Couldn't be luck, baby girl, I'm just blessed (yeah, blessed) And highly favored (favored) Independent money but we major (major) Walkin' with the light and the flavor (flavor) In and out of Oakland like a raider (whoa) I can't help myself I can't help, I can't help myself (whoo, whoo) I can't help myself I'm so hot I might melt myself (whoo) Big steppin' (big steppin', big steppin') (Big steppin', big steppin'), (whoo, whoo) (Big steppin', big steppin') (Big steppin', big steppin'), (whoo, whoo) Yeah, I'm sayin' Come through to California (whoo, whoo) You better be (huh) We've got some saints (whoo, whoo)

(Jamo) You aint gotta say to much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You ain't gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck, I wanna fuck too (Mac) Now you aint gotta say much Cuz i was peepin you Lookin at your hips got me thinking About how deep in you i can probly go You hear about No Limit Soldiers We get up and hit it harder than De La Hoya I thought I told you soldier draws Caught up in my balls Im known for ripping the pussy walls I heard you got that kill I can see it all in your grill Can you ride me like a black mercedes? And make me do that shit i never did with other ladies I got a woman so im not lookin for love I jus wanna fit your glove Get a couple of uh uh's And I'm out jus like a thug and uh Hit me on my pager if you want it And solider passion Do get on it if you want woah, woah (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck, I wanna fuck too (Mercedes) Put me on the counter in the kitchen Now baby pour my body with some ice cream Lick me from head to toe Bending me over 69 will be the next thing I wanna taste your body All night long From sun up to sun down I wanna make you moan (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo, Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) Can I light a candle? And kiss you in the places light wont show Ill take my time and do it slow Ill do my exercises, right between your thighes Its all very pleasurable I'll go places he wont go Lets keep it on the low low So he wont know Now lets take it to the floor (Jamo) You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you aint gotta call me your boo Jus as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too (Jamo) No, No, No You aint gotta say too much From the look in your eyes I can tell you wanna fuck (Mercedes) And you ain't gotta call me your boo Just as bad as you wanna fuck I wanna fuck too