By james bracken (instrumental)
Übersetzung: Cream. Steppin 'Out.
Übersetzung: Cream. Steppin 'Out (Hideaway).
(Instrumental)
ni**az can't f**k with me (Outlaw) I been, handlin stress in this s**t for years Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears Now, Rock-a-bye baby, I'm thugged out
techs, and he sell D" The balla by the bar saying, "Everybody drink, the best champagne, it's all on me" Snitch in the back of the police car Pointing out
you to Mo!... (Bone Thugs) The niggas that reignin' supreme Hustled to conquer our dream, dream Forever untouchable team What niggas be out here gettin this cream
rewind She needs to really really find what she wants She lands on both feet Won?t take a back seat There?s a brave new girl And she?s comin? out tonight She?s gonna step
to get that girl in my life [Verse 1: Bay-C] Poppa poppa poppa toppa toppa toppa Look how di gal deh look good and look proppa proppa Mi a gi har every dime every coppa coppa Just fi have har a sidung pon mi lappa lappa She man a call toppa toppa Crem del a crem cream
acting like it don't matter Come out like Tinchy Stryder Maybe I should just move on And i'd be so better off on my own I could be sleepin out Checking out
for the cream They wanna instigate ?to get a losse forget my stake? Take advantage of the rilla, rob killa who scrapes Cuban motherfuckers who don't know who I am Better step
you're a bird of paradise Cherry ice cream smile I suppose it's very nice With a step to your left and a flick to the right you catch that mirror way out
: The mother of invention made it good for me Tighter in the rear Longer in the seam Kicked out yards of leather Wrapped around her waist Trimmed it
state of mind, like Waka's man Chopper's brand, getting head in the car park, new Gallardo This bitch sucking my dick today, call yesterday's news tomorrow Stretch a nigga out
's time for me to splash 'em) STEP OFF! [Ghostface Killah] Eh yo we million dollars Sinatra's, jewellery truck Vest did it up, chop shop it Walked out
and we take they rings Mission Impossible, Theodore Unit, we unstoppable Spit razors out of our mouth and start chopping you Bank robbers, blood jakes out
out I remember on the Island, can't tone out The mess hall crawler, about to zone out Dumb motherfuckers with our microphone out We just dumb motherfuckers
bitches ain't got to worry Can't get a nigga like Don dime a dozen Even if I'm smoked out I can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See
