Step to My Girl
Souls of Mischief Lyrics

Back back, way back, I used to fret that my honey Would play me for one with more pap(er)s, still it was funny 'Cause she paid no mind as jerks lurked constantly And my insecurity turned into maturity (I matured)
In the past, I used to worry that my girlfriend would leave me for someone with more money, but it was silly because she paid no attention to other guys. This insecurity helped me mature over time.

As the years pass I find it hard to be monogamous So do other brothers, ???? and (?) ???? still synonymous Catch crazy glance when I'm with female company Some think I'm a softie and they step to her in front of me
As time goes by, it's harder to be faithful to one partner. Other guys have the same struggle and still view women as objects. People judge me for being monogamous and try to hit on my girlfriend in front of me.

So in public places I am often found in my trunk Reaching for bats, and *smack* goes his spunk Because I have the right to riff, and in spite Of a few protests, progress and I might smite you
I carry a bat with me in public to defend my girlfriend's honor. I have the right to stand up for her, despite some people disagreeing. I might have to fight for her if necessary.

Once you come, your fronts, they got no future Blunts blur my sight, get left and right suture I know this, and also notice advances: I peeped them pap(er)s in which he slipped to my dip With numerals, and you're soon to roast thinking I'm jelly 'Cause numbers left in the gutter lead to lonely tellies (telephones)
After a guy hits on my girlfriend, he doesn't have a future with her. Smoking weed clouds my judgement, but I'm aware of the guys trying to make moves on her. I've seen the papers with numbers that guys have given my girlfriend, but I'm not jealous because those numbers won't lead to anything meaningful.

'Cause we see who's pee-wee and we see who's me The difference is Vaseline: You're slipping while I'm skin-dipping Grips, and grips of chumps my way: Slumped from back-bumps on rumps, 'cause I flay So why play, 'cause Tajai has to flip I found mine, so find your own companionship
The guys who try to hit on my girlfriend are small-time compared to me. I'm smooth with her while they're struggling. I attract a lot of losers who try to get with us because of her. They get humiliated because I'm better than them. I'm not playing around - I'm committed to my girlfriend, and other people should find their own love.

Every time I see you in the world You always step my girl But ask yourself homeboy - Why is that?
Whenever I go out with my girlfriend, guys always try to hit on her. They should ask themselves why they feel the need to do that.

Brothers get jealous when I'm chilling with my dip Just because she's flyer, you try to, play me like Milton Bradley I'm mad, G, just because you've gotta settle for Maggie Or Agnes, maybe Mathilda the Witch, yo I'mma have to beat you if you call her a bitch, yo
Other guys get jealous when I hang out with my girlfriend just because she's beautiful. They try to manipulate me and take advantage of my insecurities. I get angry when they call her names because they don't have anyone as great as her.

Step by step, I never slept, I gots to do lots 'Cause you brothers never respect who you should (me) Try to be my friend, and it might do you good (yeah) Get down with the program, hey yo man yo Don't even look at my girl on a slow jam
I'm always on guard because guys don't have respect for me or my girlfriend. They should try to be my friend instead of hitting on my girlfriend. Don't even think about touching her during a slow song.

Of course not, you'll never get that close (nah) To her soft skin, rest in a coffin If you ever disrespect, I'll twist your neck If I've got a bat, I might get pissed and flex (boom)
You can never get too close to my girlfriend or her soft skin. If you ever disrespect her, I'll hurt you. If I have my bat, I might go crazy and attack you.

'Cause your tramp ain't got a stamp of approval When I get mine with this rhyme, your crew will Have to learn the hard way, I'll have to slam you like Hammer So I bet you'll all break Even though his song is wack, mine's not Your girl will never get the props that mine got
Your girlfriend is not good enough for me to approve of. When I rap about my girlfriend, your crew will realize that they don't measure up. You'll learn the hard way that I'll defeat you like MC Hammer did. Even though your song is bad, mine is good. Your girlfriend will never be as amazing as mine.

I'm the brother stepping with the flyer female companion Others be scheming or scamming, dreaming, planning, plotting Trying to make moves when I'm not in the vicinity I'll fill that ass with splinters, see
I'm the guy who's with the beautiful girl that everyone wants. Other guys are always trying to make moves on her when I'm not around. If they cross a line, I'm not afraid to hurt them.

Pull a wood bat, would that change your disposition? Wishing you was in my position, kissing and hugging on a goddess But I stay humble and modest Brothers want to rumble, but they stumble and fumble 'Cause they get pummelled by the mischievous
If I pulled out a bat, would that make you think twice about hitting on my girlfriend? You wish you were in my position, with a beautiful girlfriend to kiss and hug. But I don't let it get to my head - I stay humble. Other guys try to fight me, but they end up getting beaten by me.

You might catch a whiff of this sneaker Seek the company of my sweet senorita? Swing a bat like _The Natural_, break your clavicle Fracture femurs, as you scream I'm overcome with laughter
You might smell my dirty shoe as I approach you. Are you really trying to hit on my girlfriend? I might hit you with a bat like in 'The Natural' and break your bones as you scream in pain. It's funny to me.

I'm the champion, my man slaps me ten 'Cause he's twice as nice, twice the jealousy 'Cause fellas see they don't suffice Opio Lindsey spins the spinal cords Of the hordes of the Huckleberry Finns My knuckles are buried in chins
I'm the champion for having the best girlfriend. My friend congratulates me with a high-five, but he's also jealous. Guys see that they can't compare to me. I hurt people like Opio Lindsey does in my fights. I punch people in the chin.

'Cause it offends when you're stepping Adrenalin is pumping, I thump chumps with my weapon Moments of tranquility abruptly have to cease Walking hand in hand, when one feels he has to speak his piece Should I pull a piece and unleash a couple of bullets? Would it persuade a brother to turn his head and foot it In the opposite direction, throat sets in his chin Recognized that I fooled him
It's offensive when guys hit on my girlfriend, which pumps up my adrenaline. I hurt these guys with my bat. Sometimes when we're walking together peacefully, someone says something and I feel the need to defend myself. Should I pull out a gun and scare them away? If I do, they'll recognize that I'm not someone to mess with.