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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Stooshe
Stooshe
Performer
Darren Lewis
Darren Lewis
Programming
Iyiola Babalola
Iyiola Babalola
Percussion
Jo Perry
Jo Perry
Background Vocals
Nick Carter
Nick Carter
Saxophone
Jack Birchwood
Jack Birchwood
Trumpet
Alexandra Buggs
Alexandra Buggs
Vocals
Courtney Rumbold
Courtney Rumbold
Vocals
Karis Anderson
Karis Anderson
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ini Kamoze
Ini Kamoze
Songwriter
Kenton Nix
Kenton Nix
Songwriter
Christopher Kenner
Christopher Kenner
Songwriter
Salaam Remi Gibbs
Salaam Remi Gibbs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jo Perry
Jo Perry
Vocal Producer
Mazen Murad at Metropolis Mastering
Mazen Murad at Metropolis Mastering
Mastering Engineer
Neil Comber
Neil Comber
Mixing Engineer
Future Cut
Future Cut
Producer

Songteksten

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?
Writer(s): Salaam Remi, Ini Kamoze, Christopher Kenner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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