Steppin' Up Lyrics

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"Steppin' Up" is track #2 on the album // / Y /. It was written by Mercer, Christopher William / Taylor, David James Andrew / Arulpragasam, Mathangi.
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Steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Rub a rub a dub, dub

Steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Rub a rub a dub, dub

Steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Rub a rub a dub, dub

Steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub, rub a dub, dub
Rub a rub a dub, dub

I light up like a genie
And I blow up on this song
Rub a dub, a dub, dub
Rub a dub, a dub, a dub

Aladdin, no kidding boy
I need a rub
Rub a dub, a dub, dub
Rub a dub, a dub, a dub

Me and my speakers
Speakin' sub a sub sub
Sub a sub, a sub a sub
Sub a sub, a sub a sub

You know who I am
I run this fuckin' club
Dub a dub, a dub, a dub
Club a club, a lub, a lub

Bass lines in as anything fast
Humpin' on my leg, yo I'm on my fuckin' glass
Makin' money last, hide it in a flask
Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag

Bass lines and cars anything fast
Know who I am, I run this fuckin' club
Speakers up throwin' fire like a mob
Thrash bang thunder, throw me with some job

M.I.A, you know who I am
M.I.A, you know who I am

Bass lines in as anything fast
Humping on my leg, yo I'm on my fuckin' glass
Makin' money last, hide it in a flask
Sound of a bomb blast, throw it in tha bag

I can kill a sound
And the shit will make you jump
Jum, jum, jum, jum, jum
Jum, jum, jum, jum, jum, jum

I can smash a beat
So the track will make you run
Run, run, run, run, run, run
Run, run, run, run, run, run

I'm caught up to the tee
I tie up just for fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun
Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun

Get ready for the city street
Weights by the ton
Ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton
Ton, ton, ton, ton, ton, ton

Bass lines in as anything fast
Humpin' on my leg, yo I'm on my fuckin' glass
Makin money last hide it in a flask
Sound of a bomb blast throw it in tha bag

M.I.A, M.I.A, M.I.A, M.I.A, A, A
You know who I am
M.I.A, you know
You know who I am, A, A

M.I.A, steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub rub a dub a dub
Rub a dub a dub dub

M.I.A, steppin' up in this club
With my tool bag
Rub a dub rub a dub a dub
Rub a dub a dub dub

I no, no one, no one no one, I no one, no no no one

Songwriters
MERCER, CHRISTOPHER WILLIAM / TAYLOR, DAVID JAMES ANDREW / ARULPRAGASAM, MATHANGI

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Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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