STEP YO GAME UP Featuring Lil' Jon & Trina

(feat. Lil' Jon, Trina) Yeah Man What's Going on Man It's really really pimpin' up in here man I know you ain't seen pimpin' in a long time man I've been MIA You know what I'm sayin' missin in action I ain't been on no milk carton box but I've been milking and boxing these bitches cuz they got to step they game up you know what I mean [Chorus] What you lookin' at (step yo game up!) What you waitin' for (step yo game up!) Go on come on in the door (step yo game up!) Drop it to the floor and just (step yo game up!) You a kid (step yo game up!) You drink gin (step yo game up!) Is that your friend (step yo game up!) Tell a nigga you with you better (step yo game up!) [Lil John] [x2] Break it down bitch, let me see you back it up drop that a*s down low then pick that motherf**ker up [x4] Back that pus*y tease a motherf**ker [x2] Rub that shit it's yours bitch, grab his d**k it's yours bitch [x2] Now turn around bitch, put that a*s on a nigga, grind on his d**k make it get a little bigger [Chorus] [Snoop Dogg] Bitch wanna act like she ain't never been with fast lane pimpin' on em Nails with the french tip potato chip yup with a french dip say she wanna french kiss all on my diz-nick It's cool, go on and break fool if you have to, what which you won't do, bitch I'ma slap you Stay in line ho it's a pimp affair, if you down to get low I can take you there But you can't fake once you hit the gate, shake till it ache, work that birthday cake You say you wanna make it ho, well quit bullshittin' and get naked ho Now you always got to be hot and vicious, so move them biscuits and hit them tricks bitch Now you got about a minute to fix this cuz I'm trying to find a bitch that's bootylicious [Chorus] [Trina] P-U-S-S-Y, run a world, I'm the girl in the flesh ah Lookin' for a nigga that will s*ck me like a blow pop Run that d**k to the door, do me baby don't stop Same nigga talkin' all that shit Just a little bitch, little balls, little d**k Let me show you how to work your tongue like a hurricane We ain't here to play no games, baby give me everything I know you like me when I drop it down low Show it from the back, look back, let it roll Drop it to the floor like a g-bitch supposed to Shake it shake it shake it make a nigga go postal But that's for f**king with a miami girl Get your man, take his money, and then buy the world So nigga don't front, cuz fat wallets and big d**ks is all I want [Chorus] [x8] Chuuurch, preach, Tabernacle [Chorus]