"Here Comes The Hotstepper" lyrics
"Here Comes The Hotstepper"
(originally by Ini Kamoze)
Guys... I swear this is another song?
What do you mean?
That one
There ain't no... like the one I've got
Yeah, we can do a cover (that would be sick!)
Guys, Guys! I've got an idea...
HOTSTEPPER
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer!
No, no we don't die, we just ter-ri-fy
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Down and out with both
It stinks of pee you know!
Touch me up I'll go ut oh
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer!
Extra-ordinary
Juice like a strawberry
Money to burn baby, every time
Cut to fuck is me
Fuck to cut is she
Chick, come take a battle with me
They say to me every time...
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Dial emergency number, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer!
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer!
Start like a jack rabbit
Finish in front of it
This night is jack, that's it, man
I'm going home (see ya later!)
I'm the daddy of the mack daddy
His are left in gold, maybe
Ain't no homie gonna play me, top celebrity me
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Big up the south east area, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer!
N-n-n-no, we don't try
We are just messing
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Just like you know, homo
Erm, you know something I don't know? Yep!
Touch me up I'll go...
Er get your flipping hands off me you dirty man!
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Stooshe hotstepping repping London!
Na, na na na na
Na na na na, na na na na na na na
Na na na naah!
Here comes the hot stepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Living in a likkle town, murderer
I love it like that, murderer!
Pfft always gotta show off int ya?
Writer(s): Ini Kamoze, Kenton Nix, Chris Kenner, Salaam Remi Gibbs
- AZLyrics
- S
- Stooshe Lyrics
album:
"London With The Lights On" (2013)
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