someone else who's not like you what the fuck am i supposed to do? step back to reality step back boy when you're talking to me step back cause you'
proceed Strength I need to believe My thoughts Big I just can't define (can't define) Wish I could turn back the hands of time Us in the 6, shop for
my hata blockas on (x6) nigga step up out my way cause you all in my zone i got my hata blockas on (x6) Nigga talk too much pussy nigga its on ***
) With a fresh hair cut (and) If you’re decent then I’ll stay around yours tonight You can jump into a cab there’s no need to drive Keep your glass filled
6:45AM and the temperature is 89?.. I've been up all night On the redeye flight The dawn's early light Got the skyline bright I'm in the back of
Put your hands up in the sky and wave (and wave) [x2] Come on and two step (two step) [x6] Keri. Talk. I'm startin' to think I need space Now everytime
3] Cupcake, candy, apple, lemonade fresh money Step up on da stage, make all the girls lose there breath, im fresher den the next money Keepin this hat
The squad ain't loosing. These bitches keep choosing. And that's why (ay, ay). [Smurf:] Let me get em. Man I gotta hit the flo. Step into my fighting
Paul] Now niggaz man they try to copy the Three 6 but they too sloppy You boys is fakers, nothin' but carbon copies When we step up in the club, niggaz
eyes low If you know what I know run that shit to my doe [Lil Wyte] We back motherfucker we smack motherfuckers If you step in our way killaz attack
with - nines and take yo life [Verse 2] (Juicy J) Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' scared cuz we don't play around Never wanna step cuz Three 6 Mafia
5 years a nigga that'll fuck you and tape you and show it to your face, boo Not behind your back And let you see how you gettin' murdered from the back
't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back, I fought that What
near the sun But I go And keep getting closer to that light I think I might... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time Have it all But do you recall Back
fuck wit you Come on down loco Ai, please have some bitches, please Locc, I been hustlin' all week Tonight's the night, I dips 'n try to step up in
I'm too tough that inner city grammer Step your jewels up, they bruised up, I'll sparkle for the camera Harsh reality's what's closing in, holding them back
booth up, I'm too tough that inner city grammer step your jewels up, they bruised up I'll sparkle for the camera harsh reality 's what (?) holding them back
Ah keep on, chcka chcka chcka (Repeat 6x) Mo'fucker move back, I pursue rap at the pace of a New Jack Miscellaneous numbers and shoes stack grooves Rap
