This guy is a hot stepper. I hope he won his...race?

After all the hubbub about Rod Stewart I am almost afraid to do Friday 90’s this week.  But screw it.  Here’s: “Here Comes the Hotstepper” by Ini Kamoze.  And If you are like most people you will be saying: “What?” by Who?  But then you will read the title again, and you will be like…wait…I think I know this song.  Then you might remember that the song contains the Lyric: “I know what Bo don’t know” and think about how Bo Jackson can still probably kick your ass at football and baseball and…hockey.  And if you don’t know who Bo Jackson is, then go look that shit up.

Also, not only do I have the video and lyrics after the jump, I also found some random Sophia Loren pic thing set to this song.  And Sophia Loren is in the movie this song was in, as was Julia Roberts whose face looks like a garage.  And holy shit there were a lot of people in that movie; just watch the video.  Even that dude that saw someone’s dick in The Crying Game who was famous in the 90’s.  Damn I hate Julia Roberts.  If I had a choice to fuck Julia Roberts in 1994 or Sophia Loren now, someone better wake Sophia up.  Or not.  Maybe not.  Prolly better if she stays asleep.  I sicken myself.

Also, I would probably do Bo Jackson before I would do that bobble headed skeleton.  You know what?  This is what I’m gonna do and say next time Julia Roberts wants me to do her.  The video has a commercial but it’s worth it cause the video quality is better and you’re gay.

Here Comes The Hotstepper – Ini Kamoze

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 mul-ti-ply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, Rico
I know what Bo don’t know
Touch them up and 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 baby, all of the time
Cut to fade is me
Fade to cut is she
Come juggle with me, I say everytime

Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I’m the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Dial emergency number (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)

Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
It’s how we do it man
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah

Start like a jackrabbit
Finish in front of it
On the night is jack , that’s it, understand?
I’m the daddy of the mack daddy
His are left in gold, maybe
Ain’t no homie gonna play me, top celebrity man

(murderer)
I’m the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Excuse me mister officer (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)

No no we don’t die
Yes we mul-ti-ply
Anyone test will hear the fat lady sing
Act like you know, G go
I know what Bo don’t know
Touch them up and go, uh-oh
Ch-ch-chang chang

Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah, yeah man
Nah, na na na nah
Na na na nah, na na nah, na na nah
Na na na nah
Right

Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I’m the lyrical gangster (murderer)
Big up all crew bow ya (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)

Here comes the hotstepper (murderer)
I’m the lyrical danger (murderer)
Pick up the crew in-a the area (murderer)
Still love you like that (murderer)

Here comes the Hotstepper
I’m the lyrical gangster
I’m a live in-a me danger
Still love you like thaaaaat

Hey
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