Nick Rose, Chace Freeman - Step Back Lyrics

One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)

(Look, look, look)
Striped shirt, plain sight, tight fit
Paging Doc Rose, I just sign checks and write scripts
Read the manual and still do not know how to fly shit
But have faith, I'm heaven high and I'm on autopilot
Eyelids pried open, white diamond, wide awake
Still counting every single raindrop inside the lake
Wash cycle, dry erase, tie your cape, prepare for takeoff
I ain't coming down until my college debt is paid off
Lay down the luggage 'cause bitch, I ain't budging
My art, you can't publish, your small talking is rubbish
You're rambling, ranting, scrambling for something to share
I'm speaking knowledge to power, look up, what's up in the air
Your reaching is catastrophic, baby, like nothing is there
I'm rubber duck clean, Leftfoot done scrubbed up my hair
With spottie-ottie dove and ginger, dope, delicious in fact
I feel the soul coming, I'm a have to ask you to step back like

One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)

(Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay now)
One step back, two step back
Take a third step back 'fore yo head get cracked
One step back, two step back
Take a third step back 'fore yo head get cracked (let's go)
A licky, da-hickey-hickey, that's jiggy to me
Only rolling with bandit boys, we ruthless in these streets
I hit up the city dolo by any means, for the C.R.E.A.M.
Gotta make it bling, head on a sling (yeah)
Reminds me of Diddy back in '96
Hellrider, no rules, Nic Cage in this bitch
Waves crashing, swish swish, urban broad with the tits
Catch the leash, we having fits, duck and dash out the mix
Quickie licky off the Henny, inner voice too saditty
Smooth J on the double K, muffled to the face
Gotta hit the brakes, hit the layup where you stay at
Lil' biddy home, gotta hit it where you stay at, huh (that's right)

One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)

One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)
One step back, two steps back, yadig
I step back, you step back, yadig
Tip-toe, crouch low, jump up and
Get down, get down, get down, get down, okay (alright)