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jay felicite – hot steppa remix lyrics

[intro – jay felicite]
ohhh lord, somebody better pray for em’, pray for em’
mur-mur-murder everything

[chorus – jay felicite]
murder everything, murder every blodclat ting
yeah we ah murder everything uh huh
murder everything, murder every r-ssclat ting
cuz man a real hot stepper
ohhh lord, somebody better pray for em’, pray for em’
man a real hot stepper
ohhh lord, somebody better pray for em’, pray for em’
murder we ah murder everything

[verse 1 – sodee]
uh! i’m comin’ in!
i’m comin’ in, i’m comin’ in
someone tell me where do i begin
should i rap or should i sing
cuz i go murder everything, i go murder every blodclat ting
where’s my crown cuz i’m the king
p-ss me the ball i’m gonna wing
call me messi cuz i put in top bins
yeah you know i’m here to win
yeah yeah you know i’m here to win
so we murder every blodclat ting

verse 1 – lil g]
them n-gg-s faker than the weave that my b-tch got on
i can’t f-ck with they music they sing the same song
i never get caught in the midst i stay up in my lane
and when i hop up on this track its like, cocaine to ya brain
my flow’s addictive, i paint pictures, i’m so h-lla gifted
i hustle hard, like baby put some respect on my name
ever since i start’ gettin’ money my whole life’s changed
so i’ma murder them and murder every blodclat ting

[verse 2 – od]
i’m in the belly a the beast i ain’t getting out ’til my own belly bust even if the guns clock
but won’t be the ones that go rra-ta-ta
could burn a man quickly, p-ss on that
ha chu! spit on that
it’s over blood, you ain’t comin’ back
i get the machines for cheaper than crack, and i holla at my boys they’ll deliver that
now i’m on the road to council yard, its not what i wanted but ya numbers up for the
dump in your bomboclat
my flow is sick, it stinks of crack
hahh! applause to that
the first 16 is hot, the second is fire, i’m no danny dyer, my name is oscar but i ain’t no actor

[verse 2 – krazy k]
yeah! we murder everything
violate the clique today, tomorrow you missin’
di road burn up hot like peppers
today inna di uk, tomorrow houston texas
them nuh bad like we, can’t f-ck nuff gal just like we
more girls than the sand pon south beach
them see the success and it ah k!ll them, our time we ah lead them
if them disrespect drizzle k!ll them

[verse 3 – bowciett]
pull up, pull up, when you, see me, on my, greezy, get gone
you n-gg-s, best know, i’m here for what you owe
cuz i’m runnin’ all this sh-t
me, jay and the whole d-mn clique
we ain’t f-ckin’ round with you b-tches
we pullin’ that trigger too quickly
i’m here ’til the end, ain’t f-ckin’ with you if you ain’t got what i want
this ain’t no game n-gg- i don’t play we pullin’ up on yo block
you best believe i got ’em up my sleeve and i’m quick to drop a stunt
b-t-t, lil’ od and fudge headed straight to the top

[verse 3 – jay felicite]
uh! pull up on ’em straight flexin’
doors go both directions
talkin’ black, white, yellow, blue boy
yeah i’m 7-5-8 reppin’
i’m sittin’ back still gettin’ it
click clack you can get it
silly racks when we spendin’
that’s what you call hot steppin’
whole squad straight mafia
feelin’ like the godfather
all a my n-gg-s in dolce’ gabanna and all a my b-tches in prada, hah!
remix b-tch i had to bring the team
now watch us pull up on the scene and we gon’ murder every blodclat ting

- jay felicite lyrics

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