Step On By

Lyrics

[Intro: RC & Crystal] And you're welcome to step on by One day, one day, one day, one day I might be the one to make you cry [Verse 1: King T] I'm sittin' on swole, Dre and King T [?] Sippin' the 'gnac inside my high lo-lo Tryna get in the spot where players fall [?] I seen the tight lady diva, caramel complexion Mix like a margherita with a crew of girls with jungle fever Told Dre I'ma meet him inside so I Jumped out [?], approached this chick to see what's happenin' Her reaction was like she the biggest thing since the Jacksons I froze, James Bond [?] but y'all be knowin' how a G roll Cause it be on when the bar close Open [?] tryna hustle for a [?] Seen some rims and she tried to push me off to her friends That's why material girls, you can't treat 'em like queens They be the Hollywood type that like to make a scene [Hook: RC & Crystal] This is a material thing that he's givin' Can you really say that you're happy livin'? I'm the one that's givin', yeah Boy, I don't wanna hurt your feelings Oh, woah, yeah Step on, step on, step on, step on by See what you need to do is Step on, step on, step on, step on by [Verse 2: Dr. Dre] Camouflage in the lounge of the club I peep the bar, honeys got they little buzz tryna get tough One slipped the waiter a dub to approach me askin' If I had a lady friend cause she's from out of town, pursuin' actin' New to drama, her body gesture, gave her the name Groupie so I played her like a movie extra Hurt her pride like the nutty professor She was cute, but it's more than looks that gets me seduced Tried to check her with respect, why? She tried to get fly Trippin', gettin' loud, spillin' drinks on my Karl Kani Hold up! I'm in the chillin', sippin' wine, I'm illin' Intellectual conversations, talkin' plans of buildin', what? Clean cut, how does that sound? A gentle man Plus a spiritual background, that's how I get down Just think of all these honeys that be thinkin' corrupt Before I get caught up in lust, I tell 'em all you best to just [Hook: RC & Crystal] Step on, step on, step on, step on by You gotta keep steppin', baby Step on, step on, step on, step on by Right on by Step on, step on, step on, step on by You gotta keep steppin' on by Step on, step on, step on, step on by Yeah [Verse 3: King T] Pimp daddy, gangsta stroll, drinks on me Visa gold cause the game's been good to T Ladies see the clout, now they wanna know what I'm about Tailor suites, players won't even pull they petty cash out The way players ball, we get the honeys off the wall Escort 'em to the dance floor Like Al B, I was sure the same one that tried to diss knew the time But never once looked on their wrist She clocked while the Moet popped, fake written all over her face She had to lie off the top But a player like T, knowin' she out for the loot Had to take game and flipped it, turned around, ripped the digits Thinkin' to myself, "When will they learn?" You swing your ass like a door, every dog'll take a turn Lookin' past you, tryna be fly Cause the same thing that'll make you laugh'll be the same thing that'll make you cry [Hook: RC & Crystal] This is a material thing that he's givin' Can you really say that you're happy livin'? I'm the one that's givin', yeah Boy, I don't wanna hurt your feelings Oh, woah, yeah Step on, step on, step on, step on by See what you need to do is Step on, step on, step on, step on by