Abblaze - Hot Stepper

They call me hotstepper
Don’t make me lose my temper
So much loud in the club
You can hear the bass banging speakers
When I step in the place
Everybody know seh Abblaze done come
When you hear this one
Slide on the dance floor, and just
Komole, komole, komole, komole
Komole, komole, komole, komole
Whine your waist, whine am, whine your waist, whine am
Whine your waist, whine am, whine your waist, whine am
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
They call me hotstepper
Panapana can’t stop this fire
When we step in the club
Act like say you done know the standard
Couple stacks on me
So my guy, we go drink tire
Which one wey you like?
My guy go there and order
Moet, Rose, Moet, Rose
Moet, Rose, Moet, Rose
Hennessy, D'usse, Hennessy, D'usse
Hennessy, D'usse, Hennessy, D'usse
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
Na me be the, hot stepper, na me be the, hot stepper
They call me hotstepper
Make you no come try me
This one go knack for Cape Town
Maybe Johannesburg
Shake all night, no tire
Your body move like wire
This tune bang for Sowe
My guy

Written by:
Abideen Omisola

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