| Yo Eve, where you at man? | |
| I'm tired of talkin' to this answerin' machine shit | |
| I seen you earlier but you know you was with them | |
| Ruff Ryder niggas, | |
| I ain't really fuckin' with it like that shit | |
| Yo, yo nigga if you shy, move on | |
| Only room for a thug that can hold on | |
| Keep me right in the night, early in the morn | |
| I need a dog that can buy it if the pressure's on | |
| Damn, I hate it when | |
| I find out that you nigga's soft | |
| Go run and hide for cover when the trouble starts | |
| I like it when he stay and play his part | |
| Ain't scared to put a slug through a nigga's heart | |
| Takes the best of both worlds don't discriminate | |
| East coast, | |
| West Coast | |
| I don't playa hate | |
| Platinum Daytana on the 6-4 regulator | |
| Big trucks in the hood, black | |
| NavigatorIf you icy with the price, bring me that ring pa | |
| Might entice me to play nicely, come and get'cha | |
| You got a wifey, tell her nicely | |
| I'm in the picture' | |
| Cause I ain't gon' struggle for long and try to get'cha | |
| Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all stuck up? | |
| Why you stay tryin' to play me like yo ass is tough one? | |
| My own fuckin' money ain't good enough? | |
| You got a nigga so sick | |
| I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up | |
| But I love ya, come on ma, | |
| I need ya, understand ma | |
| I got to have ya, | |
| Eve, Eve I'd do anythin' to keep ya | |
| Thinkin' you fly on ya next tell cell with accumulated jewels | |
| Smellin' like you on doche, nigga you well | |
| Heard you ain't ready to share | |
| How can I live with you? | |
| Icy huh?Me standin' next to you bare, | |
| I heard your pockets knotted | |
| But me I'm schemin' on the cottage | |
| And you a nigga to turn his back on a bitch | |
| Like I ain't got it and forget that | |
| Bratty type spoiled | |
| By the best black | |
| Caddy escalated '99 edition get that | |
| And what you ain't equal to a shwang and | |
| I ain't with that | |
| Not impressed by all of this is mine but we can split that | |
| Give me all of it homeboy this ain't no | |
| Kit KatStart me off with time couple weeks and | |
| I could flip that | |
| What's this 50/50? | |
| You ain't breakin' off none, ya stash is limited | |
| I see it insufficient funds, mad 'cause | |
| I don't speak | |
| But why should you disrespect? | |
| So until ya pockets swells speak to the back of my neck | |
| Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all stuck up? | |
| Why you stay tryin' to play me like yo ass is tough one? | |
| My own fuckin' money ain't good enough? | |
| You got a nigga so sick | |
| I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up | |
| But I love ya, come on ma, | |
| I need ya, understand ma | |
| I got to have ya, | |
| Eve, Eve I'd do anythin' to keep ya | |
| Yo, blonde hair must be an aphrodisiac for cats | |
| Want me, dick's be harder then aluminum bat's | |
| Flaunt me, | |
| I don't hang around with average cats | |
| With average whips that spend average stacks | |
| I'm into anythin' but normal things | |
| Celly rings from tha broker at the | |
| Stock Exchange | |
| I'm hearin' that | |
| Glacier filled chains all the haters starin' at me | |
| Make sure | |
| I stay nice and keep ya bitches glarin' at | |
| Wave ya Rollies in the air, yeah last year | |
| Now I'm searchin' for the platinum iced out | |
| CartierLaid up in da cuts in silk | |
| Dolce underwear | |
| Yeah baby, spend that that's all | |
| I'm tryin' to hear | |
| It's funny how | |
| I used to want the richest niggas | |
| Keep five on deck to see who get the quickest figures' | |
| Cause I only want the pick of the litter for this one | |
| And now because my papers got bigger you gets none | |
| Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all stuck up? | |
| Why you stay tryin' to play me like yo ass is tough one? | |
| My own fuckin' money ain't good enough? | |
| You got a nigga so sick | |
| I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up | |
| But I love ya, come on ma, | |
| I need ya, understand ma | |
| I got to have ya, | |
| Eve, Eve I'd do anythin' to keep ya | |
| Come on Eve why you talkin' crazy and all stuck up? | |
| Why you stay tryin' to play me like yo ass is tough one? | |
| My own fuckin' money ain't good enough? | |
| You got a nigga so sick | |
| I'm 'bout to throw the fuck up | |
| But I love ya, come on ma, | |
| I need ya, understand ma |