Текст песни Step Up - Ms. Jade
Ms.
Jade's
the
name
comin'
to
ruin
the
game
Ms.
Jade's
the
name
comin'
to
ruin
the
game
Ms.
Jade's
the
name
comin'
to
ruin
the
game
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
and
spitting
like
the
A.R.
1-5
cake
or
sky
high,
oh
my
Got
the
science
and
the
formula
for
hatin'
chicks
Whatcha
do,
if
you
don't
like
me
you
can
suck
a
dick
I'm
smoother
than
a
pair
of
lizard
skins
in
'88
A
lotta
suckas
potrayin'
us
when
we
know
they
ain't
Now
fuck
outta
here
you're
dealin'
with
a
rider
here
The
chef
in
hell's
kitchen,
I'm
stayin'
here
for
a
lotta
years
And
for
my
thugs,
real
bitches
and
all
my
hustlers
Keep
it
movin'
I
ain't
got
no
patience
for
you
bustas
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
I
am
chillin',
we
is
chillin',
what
else
can
we
say?
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
shouldn't
I
kill
it
every
time
that
I
leave
When
these
fake
muthafucka's
is
so
easy
to
read
'Cause
my
family
got
needs,
my
city
need
me
So
I'mma
do
it
from
the
muscle
bitch
believe
me
Think
'cause
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
won't
stop
till
the
whole
world
lovin'
me
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
I
am
chillin',
we
is
chillin',
what
else
can
we
say?
You
can
cha
cha
cha
to
this
mardi
gras
I'm
the
sickest
rap
bitch
you
done
heard
thus
far
And
it
will
get
better
I'm
'bout
my
chedder
And
nobody
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
Won't
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
y'all
couldn't
catch
my
twist
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
Step
up
if
you
wanna
get
hurt,
Ms.
Jade's
gonna
pull
your
skirt
I
am
chillin',
we
is
chillin',
what
else
can
we
say?
1 Intro
2 Jade's A Champ
3 She's A Gangsta
4 The Come Up
5 Ching Ching
6 Get Away
7 Step Up
8 Interlude
9 Count It Off
10 Dead Wrong
11 Feel The Girl
12 Big Head
13 Different
14 Keep Ur Head Up
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