Jay Electronica - 2 Step lyrics

Yeah, this is another Sol Messiah production
You are now tuned in to
The sounds of Jay Electronica
Man this is some beautiful weather
We having this year right
This is grown folk music right here
It ain't been this cool in
A couple of summers delta, step, Sigma, step

It's Friday night
In the club and I'm feelin' the vibe
I'm sharp as a tack
I'm black and I'm feelin' alive
Señoritas on the floor three-quarters naked
The DJ was bangin' that, "We gon' make it!"
Okay, I can deal with this
All the ladies started screamin'
"Where my real niggas?"
I seen Dave by the bar, gettin' gin in a cup
I said, "Dave, where's Bum, " "Man
He's still in the truck"
Stink pink gators, my Detroit players
Chillin' in the circle, Errol Flynnin' it up
Yup, now it's off to VIP
The waitresses be grinnin' when they see Ali
Two dimes walked up, "Can we sit with y'all?"
I said, "I don't know ma, lemme see ID"
Cause the truth is
She really wanna take me to the telly
Put my dick in her belly
Then play me like R kelly
But, I can't go for that, I'm on a mission
I can't put myself in
That compromisin' position
So um, we can chill relax for a minute
Maybe a pat on the back or
Some dap when I'm finished
Now, I'm right back to the two-step
Two in the morning and I ain't even loose yet
Delta step, SG Rho step

Hey DJ play my song
Rock that shit all night long
This party won't stop, this party won't quit
This party's on hit, nigga
We came to rock, we came to step
We came to shut this bitch down
Keep talkin' that shit
Keep poppin' that shit
Get knocked the fuck out

We can get it crackin' any minute right
Now man I'm ready for war
On the dance floor two-steppin'
Like Sigma Beta
With them down south head 'bussas
Knockin' out a hater
I mastered the dark side of
The Force like Darth Vader
Now, lean back like Fat Joey Crack
Jay Elec got the flow to
Make your booty go clap
I'm a Third Ward soldier, I told you, playa
See the U-P T and the clothes I wear
Out in that lower ninth ward
They walk with a bop
Never caught without a Glock or
A sock full of rocks shoutout to Big Reem
On his twenty-four-seven hustle to
Stack the green
Man, niggas got plans and dreams
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, CREAM
Get the money, haters wanna see me stay bummy
But, you can't change my cards
Or take nothin' from me
Police comin', firemen comin'
Niggas wilin' out in the club
We stay dumbin'
Niggas stylin' out in the club
Now say somethin' man, I'm ready to wild out
The game just started, I'm ready to foul out
Y'all better hope we gracefully bow out
But we don't want no trouble tonight, man

Hey DJ play my song
Rock that shit all night long
This party won't stop, this party won't quit
This party's on hit, nigga
We came to rock, we came to step
We came to shut this bitch down
Keep talkin' that shit
Keep poppin' that shit
Get knocked the fuck out