Ruff Ryders - Hot Steppa lyrics

[Chorus: Eve + Swizz] Wake up, wake up in the mornin and I get on my bullsh** Get on my bullsh**, get on my bullsh** Wake up in the mornin and I get on my mob sh** Get on my fly sh**, get on my live sh** The, hot steppa, number one hot steppa yeah Hot steppa, number one hot steppa yeah Hot steppa, number one hot steppa yeah Hot steppa (number one, one, one!) [Eve] People always talkin but they ain't sayin nothin Get a lil' paper then they go straight to somethin I ain't gotta talk about the bottoms that's on my heels Ask your man about it, he be up on my heels I be up on my wheels, the four-door for real f**in up the traffic, the rap heat is ill Damn... by all means jackin [?] chic Back at it, it's E-V-E [Chorus] [Eve] Yo, I keep hearin questions, when I'm comin they keep askin I be in the cut in all black like an a**a**in People stay hungry so I gotta feed the ma**es Never really left, though I be everlastin Superstar status, gettin pedi's on the jet mayne Worldwide traveller, hot, call me blue flame Damn right, you know the girl name Wake up in the mornin and I'm back up on my sh** again [Chorus] [Outro] Yeah, she fresh off the plane, from Siberia Where it's colder than a hoe's heart n***a! She just gettin started And this ain't even on the album Y'all last on the finish line You the turtle, I'm the rabbit n***a! We still smackin y'all around Yeah! E-V, Eve This ain't even the album cut She's still on your heels man... uhh