Step Up (Album Version|Edited) - 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 f**k 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 b**ches 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 muthaf**ka's is so easy to read

'Cause my family got needs, my city need me

So I'mma do it from the muscle b**ch 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, w**d in the truck with me

This music biz keep a b**ch 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 b**ch 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 f**k 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 sh*t

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?