Lyrics:

Hit It!
Nah, na na na nah,
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah,
Na na na nah
Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Pick up the crew in-a de area, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer
No no we don't die
Yes we terrify
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Down and out with Bo
It stinks of pee you know
Touch me up ill go, uh-oh!
Ch-ch-chang Chang
Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer
Extra-ordinary
Juice like a strawberry
Money to burn and maybe everytime
Such a bop with me
Such to cut is she
If you battle with me I'll straight to the memory town
Nah, na na na nah,
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah,
Na na na nah
Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that
Start like a jackrabbit
Finish in front of it
This night is jack aw that's it man I'm going home see you later
I'm the daddy of the mack daddy
Are we coming up make me
Ain't no homie gonna play me, top celebrity thing
Here comes the hotstepper, Murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Excuse me mister officer, murderer
Still love you like that, murderer
No no we don't die
We're just messing
Anyone test will here the fat lady scream
This night is so homo
You know something I don't know
Touch me up I'll go get you're flipping hands off me you dirty man
Nah, na na na nah,
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah,
Na na na nah
Stooshe hot stepping in London
Nah, na na na nah,
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah,
Na na na nah
Here comes the hotstepper, murderer
I'm the lyrical gangster, murderer
Big up all crew bow ya, murderer
Cos I love it like that
Always gotta show off didn't ya?