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heavy steppers - the playas club lyrics

[intro: sbg kemo]
(and if the beat live, you know lil ju made it)
look

[verse 1: sbg kemo]
she say i’m saucy, i be dressin’ (stepper)
several designers drippin’ off me, i be steppin’ (cash)
different color diamonds blindin’, they gon’ shine in all directions (flash)
she got all that ass, come and shake it in my section (shake that ass)
look, me and foenem be too reckless (foenem)
you better not disrespect, lil’ bro gon’ take you out your necklace (b+tch)
it’s a party, it’s a party, drop location through the message (stepper party)
she show up and make it jump and we gon’ touch it if she let us (show me what your mama gave you)

[verse 2: ke millie]
what you gon’ do for this money, baby? these blue hundreds, huh (somethin’ strange)
heard you like to shake it, you got cakes, they call you honey bun (booty)
when you bounce it, do it break? i need to know if you gon’ give me some
say i can’t spank it if i ain’t spendin’ no franklins, you ain’t gon’ give me none
look, babygirl, the way you dancin’, i can’t keep it in my pants (wop, wop)
know you wanna make these bands, lil’ b+tch, just put it on my tab
you out here shakin’ what your mama gave you, and baby, i ain’t mad
i just need a favor for this pape’, ’cause i know you want that bag

[refrain: ke millie & sbg kemo]
wop, wop
where you at, b+tch?
okay
do your sh+t, sis (wop, wop, wop)
okay (wop, wop)
get it, get it, get it, get it
get it, girl (wop, wop)
get it, girl (wop, wop, wop)
yeah
steppers, huh
b+tch
yeah, wop (wop, wop)
[verse 3: sbg kemo]
i got all these dollar, dollar, dollar bills, you work me like ronnie, baby
i’ma keep throwin’ money if you keep shakin’, let’s be honest, baby (cha+ching)
we can leave the club because we up, that’s on my mama, baby (okay)
crib just got a bomb, let’s blow it up, somethin’ like osama, baby (that gushy)
look, i like her, she super classy (uh+huh)
i might eat her ass so she can tell her friends i’m super nasty (nasty)
i ain’t tryna brag, but i got a bag and i ain’t stupid, sadly (okay)
you gon’ have to ask if you want some cash or that new gucci fabric (you better call me, baby)

[outro: ke millie]
girl, the way you dancin’, i can’t keep it in my pants
girl, the way you dancin’, i can’t keep it in my pants

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