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  • 作词 : Tarique St. Juste/Danny Simeon/John William Cleary
    作曲 : Tarique St. Juste/Danny Simeon/John William Cleary
    [Intro: Supa Dupa Humble]
    Yeah, I don't know, I don't know
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

    [Verse 1: Supa Dupa Humble]
    'Cause I'm steppin' on my toes, but I don't stop
    I make flips out of my flops
    My swag drippin' out my socks
    With the crips so I don't pop
    Plus I am your pops
    'Cause your mom just let me pop
    And I got the top
    Boy I left that ***** hot
    Gave her hella ****, shot it up
    Like that ***** black and I'm a cop
    Watch that ***** drop
    Hop back In the whip, took off
    Swerving down the block
    World Trade Center I am not
    But I'm blowing up like ISIS
    'Cause I am the nicest
    Baby girl, ya MCM go two ways like a sidekick
    I see my future booming
    Nigga I am a psychic
    People don't wanna see me bus
    Tell den please don't fight it
    Light it
    Way way way
    All my ******* down in Jay-a-ay
    Dont play-ay-ay
    Pull up wit the dutty A-K-K
    And spray-ay-ay
    Make you dance and do the nae-nae-nae
    And yo no sé, they only know me by my AKA
    Supa Dupa, with the Koopa Troopa’s
    Dem mon dem nuh fraid fi shoot ya (Rrah)
    Shelling make an atheist go worship Buddha (Rrah)
    Call my nigga 'Haha Davis' boy you finna die
    I am not the guy, 'cause I'm stepping on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    But I don't stop

    [Verse 2: Mills Supreme, Supa Dupa Humble]
    Yeah, look
    Stepping on my toes but I don't yell
    I got ya hoe and I don't tell
    Look I don't know and I don't care
    I just run through the money
    Like I'm Zoey Dollaz yeah
    Look God my flow, whoa
    Like a cup of Folgers for the ear
    Ok now stop it
    You ain't all that so stop it
    All this swag in my genes
    And I ain't talking 'bout pockets
    Niggas is swagga jackin'
    They wondering where to cop it
    She tell me that she love me
    I step back harder than Harden
    Now I'm out here stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    But I don't stop
  • 作词 : Tarique St. Juste/Danny Simeon/John William Cleary
    作曲 : Tarique St. Juste/Danny Simeon/John William Cleary
    [Intro: Supa Dupa Humble]
    Yeah, I don't know, I don't know
    I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

    [Verse 1: Supa Dupa Humble]
    'Cause I'm steppin' on my toes, but I don't stop
    I make flips out of my flops
    My swag drippin' out my socks
    With the crips so I don't pop
    Plus I am your pops
    'Cause your mom just let me pop
    And I got the top
    Boy I left that ***** hot
    Gave her hella ****, shot it up
    Like that ***** black and I'm a cop
    Watch that ***** drop
    Hop back In the whip, took off
    Swerving down the block
    World Trade Center I am not
    But I'm blowing up like ISIS
    'Cause I am the nicest
    Baby girl, ya MCM go two ways like a sidekick
    I see my future booming
    Nigga I am a psychic
    People don't wanna see me bus
    Tell den please don't fight it
    Light it
    Way way way
    All my ******* down in Jay-a-ay
    Dont play-ay-ay
    Pull up wit the dutty A-K-K
    And spray-ay-ay
    Make you dance and do the nae-nae-nae
    And yo no sé, they only know me by my AKA
    Supa Dupa, with the Koopa Troopa’s
    Dem mon dem nuh fraid fi shoot ya (Rrah)
    Shelling make an atheist go worship Buddha (Rrah)
    Call my nigga 'Haha Davis' boy you finna die
    I am not the guy, 'cause I'm stepping on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    Steppin' on my, steppin' on my
    But I don't stop

    [Verse 2: Mills Supreme, Supa Dupa Humble]
    Yeah, look
    Stepping on my toes but I don't yell
    I got ya hoe and I don't tell
    Look I don't know and I don't care
    I just run through the money
    Like I'm Zoey Dollaz yeah
    Look God my flow, whoa
    Like a cup of Folgers for the ear
    Ok now stop it
    You ain't all that so stop it
    All this swag in my genes
    And I ain't talking 'bout pockets
    Niggas is swagga jackin'
    They wondering where to cop it
    She tell me that she love me
    I step back harder than Harden
    Now I'm out here stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    Stepping on 'em, stepping on 'em
    But I don't stop