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Make Me Step Video (MV)




Performed By: JayO
Language: English
Length: 2:35
Written by: Joseph Harvey




JayO - Make Me Step Lyrics
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Mmm yap yap yap
Nigga keep on talkin he finna get fap fap fapped
Every bar most of these rap niggas be sayin is a cap
Talkin slick like niggas ain't just put yo man's in a pack
Aye and I done counted up that shit so many times
Got a f*ckin cat scan and all they seen was dollar signs
I know my bitch bout think I'm out my motherf*ckin mind
She like why you got that chop and you keep lookin out them blinds nigga
I said its real in that field let me learn you
Niggas a be yo man's and they a f*ck around and burn you
You ain't gang find some business that concern you
If I call niggas my brother it's enteral
Aye got a pint feel like Smokie with the Purple
Nigga I been drinkin drank since I turned two
Perc dick make a side bitch get a curfew
Fat dawg get to trippin it yo turn to
Aye plug sick he got the bird flu
Shit he think he Dr. Sebi got them herbs too
Baby want a fat nigga we done turned cool
I ain't gone lie after I f*ck I'm a curve you
Stuff a bitch send her on trips she got the nerve too
Tell em get a bag niggas act like they ain't heard you
I come up in this bitch with straps like I was Urkel
I'm on some shit the Choppa kick like Ninja turtles
I done seen it all
F*ck talkin bout it I'm a be a dog
Nigga Take the what and leave the what
Homie I'm a need it all
Niggas really actin like my man's but be waitin on me to fall
And I'm a keep it real I don't trust nothin but this heater in my drawls
Bitch less lip more muthaf*ckin grip
So slick I can have on church socks and wouldn't slip
You a probably see my picture you look up the definition of a pimp
Shootin through the tints catch em off the glass like he Vince
Bro this ain't the same game we was playin man these young niggas changed the code
We got switches niggas ain't gotta aim no mo
Baby girl know she for the streets can't tame no hoe
Might just be the realest nigga left they ain't make no mo
You the realest nigga breathin I hold my breath
Sayin you gone slide on the guys don't hurt yourself
Put the gun to yo head nigga smoke yourself
Put the game in a headlock I don't want no help
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Mmm yap yap yap
Nigga keep on talkin he finna get fap fap fapped
Every bar most of these rap niggas be sayin is a cap
Talkin slick like niggas ain't just put yo man's in a pack
Aye and I done counted up that shit so many times
Got a f*ckin cat scan and all they seen was dollar signs
I know my bitch bout think I'm out my motherf*ckin mind
She like why you got that chop and you keep lookin out them blinds nigga
I said its real in that field let me learn you
Niggas a be yo man's and they a f*ck around and burn you
You ain't gang find some business that concern you
If I call niggas my brother it's enteral
Aye got a pint feel like Smokie with the Purple
Nigga I been drinkin drank since I turned two
Perc dick make a side bitch get a curfew
Fat dawg get to trippin it yo turn to
Aye plug sick he got the bird flu
Shit he think he Dr. Sebi got them herbs too
Baby want a fat nigga we done turned cool
I ain't gone lie after I f*ck I'm a curve you
Stuff a bitch send her on trips she got the nerve too
Tell em get a bag niggas act like they ain't heard you
I come up in this bitch with straps like I was Urkel
I'm on some shit the Choppa kick like Ninja turtles
I done seen it all
F*ck talkin bout it I'm a be a dog
Nigga Take the what and leave the what
Homie I'm a need it all
Niggas really actin like my man's but be waitin on me to fall
And I'm a keep it real I don't trust nothin but this heater in my drawls
Bitch less lip more muthaf*ckin grip
So slick I can have on church socks and wouldn't slip
You a probably see my picture you look up the definition of a pimp
Shootin through the tints catch em off the glass like he Vince
Bro this ain't the same game we was playin man these young niggas changed the code
We got switches niggas ain't gotta aim no mo
Baby girl know she for the streets can't tame no hoe
Might just be the realest nigga left they ain't make no mo
You the realest nigga breathin I hold my breath
Sayin you gone slide on the guys don't hurt yourself
Put the gun to yo head nigga smoke yourself
Put the game in a headlock I don't want no help
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Writer: Joseph Harvey
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