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| Eve Miscellaneous Do That Shit [Eve: Verse 1] Uh Sick when she rock shit, stop when block shit Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they could cop shit First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit Star-bound, money now, for jet-black drop shit Eve guarantee, betcha' niggaz wanna pop this Little kids be behind me screamin' out, "Can you stop miss?!!" I know they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' bout me topless Real bitches listen while they ride around and knock my shit Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it Hustle nigga betty take yours quicker than coke profit 'Cuz I can double it, and put Bitch on bitch, brick on brick, stich on stich, who you fuckin wit? Not me, can't a nigga or bitch stop me You hatin' mothafuckas line up for your first copy [Chorus] [Nokio] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz with the big guns? And when you smoke that shit it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!" [Eve] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz that take ones? 'Cuz when we smoke that shit it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!" [Verse 2: Eve] Uh, yo Start the beef, hold up, ran when we roled up Tough guy, wanna try ya luck? Betcha' fold up Ask around partner, got this whole shit sewed up Gotcha' cryin' like, "Man I wanna blow up!!" Cowards make me sick, swere to god I wanna throw-up Answer in a session with me? You better flow tough Offended? Don't agree with what i'm sayin' nigga? So what? Now I gotta teach you respect, you better slow up Question, 'Can she really hold it down?' (sure enough) Philly's where she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch You know what? Quick to take the next man shyne Quick to make him start bitchin' make the next man whine Fuckin babies!! Go ahead and lay down, it's nap-time Same shit you spittin', heard it in your last rhyme Ain't to much thatchu' could do, so that'chure skills could pass mine Car eer fineto, here's some dough, go watch a peep show [Chorus] [Nokio] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz with the big guns? And when you smoke that shit it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!" [Eve] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz that take ones? 'Cuz when we smoke that shit it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!" [Verse 3: Eve] What me to talk crazy, shit, my moms made me And all ya'll niggas can do is *???spend a paybie???* Ain't gonna never change, do anything for bricks Call my celly to come get you while I pass you in your Range Nigga ride ya shotgun in the car wit' your friends And what the fuck you wanna do? But wanna blow out your brains? Clown, I spot 'em from the time you buy me a drink Instantly I get a vision of diamond studded links, and full ink minks And little doggies dyed pink 'Cuz I know ya wanna spend your last, before you even think If you know somethin', speak the shit, I can keep a secret To me, the niggas with the most money, is the cheapest Wanna give me money off the book? Daddy you can keep it That's why they got the most sites, and in the most fights And walk with big brolic niggas thats protectin' they life If you know you pussy nigga, take off the ice [Chorus] [Nokio] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz with the big guns? And when you smoke that shit it's like, "WHOA!!WHOA!!" [Eve] Y'all fuckin' with the right ones, UHH Role it up and just lite some, UHH Where my niggaz that take ones? 'Cuz when we smoke that shit it's like "WHOA!!WHOA!!" |
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