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Aleexx Martinez - Oversteppin Lyrics

[Intro]
(You can ask Bigg Cuz)
(Kartier, what you doin' over there?)

[Verse 1: Lah Pat]
Shorty know she bad, but she not Ri-Ri
Smooth operator, but I'm more like KeKe
I chunk up the deuce if she start tweakin'
My money turn blue, guess it ain't get freaky
My weapon's a loner, know I'm the hardest
If this is a challenge, then I have to charge her
Fuck them lil' haters, don't give me no bargains
She lookin' for savin', but I'm not the father
Shorty be the baddest, she know it
That's why my hеart is the coldest
I'm nevеr sober
I do the dash when it's open
I like my bitches on call, I never hold her
She 'bout her bag and its showing
She smoking hookah with friends, I never post her
She never posted me either
It's our little secret, still it ain't cheaper to keep her

[Chorus: Lah Pat]
See, I say what I want, ain't a nigga gon' check me
Shorty bad and I want her, hope I ain't oversteppin'
In my bag, I been flexin', please don't reach for this necklace
She a baddy for sure, hope she know I'm big jefe
Look how I'm steppin'
See, I say what I want, ain't a nigga gon' check me
Shorty bad and I want her, hope I ain't oversteppin'
In my bag, I been flexin', please don't reach for this necklace
She a baddy for sure, hope she know I'm big jefe
Look how I'm steppin'
[Verse 2: That Mexican OT]
Jaw iced, lookin' like it's a bowl of boogers
Fuck her like I love her, but treat her ass like a hooker
She saw me at the store now she thinkin' I'm a cooker
Got her askin' me questions like "Why you got Ziplocs of sugar?"
Cut the slab up with a scissor kick, got me lookin' like Booker T
Got 'em wearin' cowboy hats so I know that they a son of me
I'm a short-ass Mexican, so how the fuck is you still under me?
Black and yellow Escalade, flyin' 'round, look like bumblebee
Realtree camouflage on the monster truck, better buckle up
I'ma get there and knuckle up, saw his ass, he wasn't thug enough
Lookin' like his name's Buttercup, hit his ass with an uppercut
Pour a trey in my Chik-fil-a lemonade and watch it bubble up
It's Mr. P-A-T with MOT
I'm shinin' like the back of CDs, I'm goin' OD
I'm bangin' on KDC 'til I D-I-E
And if you want respect, well, then look me inside the E-Y-E

[Chorus: Lah Pat]
See, I say what I want, ain't a nigga gon' check me
Shorty bad and I want her, hope I ain't oversteppin'
In my bag, I been flexin', please don't reach for this necklace
She a baddy for sure, hope she know I'm big jefe
Look how I'm steppin'
See, I say what I want, ain't a nigga gon' check me
Shorty bad and I want her, hope I ain't oversteppin'
In my bag, I been flexin', please don't reach for this necklace
She a baddy for sure, hope she know I'm big jefe
Look how I'm steppin'