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Beyonce - Steppen It Hotta Remix Lyrics

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
B stepping in hotter this year
B stepping in hotter this year
I know you gon' like it
I know you gon' like it
I'm stepping up hotter this year
I'm stepping up hotter this year
So don't you fight it
So don't you fight it

[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
Ahhh, ohhhh, my baby's fly baby go
Yes, no, hurt me so good baby ohhhhhh
I'm, so, wrapped up in your love let me go
Let me breathe, stay out my fantasies

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
B stepping in hotter this year
B stepping in hotter this year
I know you gon' like it
I know you gon' like it
I'm stepping up hotter this year
I'm stepping up hotter this year
So don't you fight it
So don't you fight it
[Verse 2: Beyoncé & Lloyd Banks]
Picture us dancin real close in a dark dark corner of a basement party
Every time I close my eyes it's like everyone left but you and me
In our own little world
The music is the sun
The dance floor becomes the sea
Feels, like, true paradise to me, yeah
Baby boy you stay on my mind, fulfill my fantasies (Fulfill my fantasy)
Think about you all the time, I see you in my dreams
Baby boy not a day goes by
By (Uh), by, by, by
(G-Unit!)
Ohhhh, oh (Banks)
Oh na na nah

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks & Beyoncé]
You selling half you soul with the kid and fuck (Uh huh)
Walk around with my robe in the crib but (Oh na na nah)
You gotta be able to hold on your lid and tuck (Uh huh)
Anything that the both of us did and such, we both grown
And I create enough gossiping on my own time
The OG's thinking they hopping on a gold mine, I need you close to me (Uh huh)
Is it a sign of what is this feeling's supposed to be that's constantly approaching me and honestly we both can see
That ain't all about pussy 'cause I got bitches that'll fly across the coast for me
Banks is a mack
And something like a pimp, got the style, got the smile, got the look, got the limp
Only my wifey getting lobster and shrimp
But I ain't got one so it's another one playing shotgun (Yea!)
I need a chick that'll take the heat when the cops come (Yea!)
I get ya out later on it won't be long
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
B stepping in hotter this year
B stepping in hotter this year (Oh na na nah)
I know you gon' like it (Uh)
I know you gon' like it (Oh na na nah)
I'm stepping up hotter this year
I'm stepping up hotter this year (Oh na na nah)
So don't you fight it
So don't you fight it