Steppin' It Hotta (Remix)

(album: Mo Money In The Bank, Pt 2 - 2003)

Are you steppin it hotter this year
Are you steppin it hotter this year
I know you gon like it
I know you gon like it

I'm steppin up hotter this year
I'm steppin up hotter this year
So don't you fight it
So don't you fight it
Aah oh my baby's fly baby oh
Yes no hurt me so good baby oh
I'm so wrapped up in your love let me go
Let me breathe stay out my fantasies
Picture us dancin real close
In a dark dark corner of a basement party
Every time I close my eyes
It's like everyone left but you and me
In our own little world
The music is the sun
The dance floor becomes the sea
Feels like true paradise to me
Baby boy you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams
Baby boy not a day goes by
By, by, by, by

G-unit
Banks
You selling half you soul with the kid and fuck
Walk around with my robe in the crib but
You gotta be able to hold on your lid and tuck
About anything that the both of us did and such, we both grown
When I create enough gossiping on my own time
The og's thinking they hopping on a gold mine
I need you close to me
Is it a sign of it what this feelings suppose to be
That's constantly approaching me
And honestly we both can see
That ain't all about pussy cause I got bitches that I'l fly across the coast for me
Banks is a mack, he's something like a pimp
Got the style, got the smile, got the look, got the limp
Only my wifey getting lobster and shrimp
And I ain't got 1 so there's another 1 playing shotgun
I need a chick that I'll take the heat when the cops come
I get ya out later on it won't be long