Step Up Lyrics - 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?