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(CJ)Yo Eve where you at manI''m tires of talkin'' to this answering machine shitI seen you earlier but you knowYou was with them Ruff Ryder niggasI ain''t really fuckin'' with it like that shit(Eve)Yo yo nigga if you shy move onOnly room for a thug that can hold onKeep me right in the night early in the mornI need a dog that can buy it if the pressure''s onDamn I hate it when I find out that you niggas softGo run and hide for cover when the trouble startsI like it when he stay and play his partAin''t scared to put a slug through a nigga''s heartTakes the best of both worlds don''t discriminateEast coast, West Coast I don''t playa hatePlatinum daytan on the 6-4 regulatorBig trucks in the hood, black NavigatorIf you icy with the price, bring me that ring paMight entice me to play nicely and come and get''chaYou got a wifey, tell her nicely I''m in the picture''Cause I ain''t gon struggle for long and try to get''cha(CJ)Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck upWhy you stay tryin'' to play me like yo ass is tough oneMy own fuckin'' money ain''t good enoughYou got a nigga so sick I''m bout to throw the fuck upBut I love ya (come on ma)I need ya (understand ma)I got to have yaEve, Eve I''d do anything to keep ya(Eve)Yo, thinking you fly on ya next tell cell, with accumulated jewelsSmellin like you on doche, nigga you wellHeard you ain''t ready to shareHow can I live with you? Icy huh?Me standin'' next to you bare, I heard your pockets knottedBut me I''m scheming on the cottageAnd you a nigga to turn his back on a bitchLike I ain''t got it and forget thatBratty type spoiled by the best black CaddyEscalated ''99 edition get thatAnd what you ain''t equal to a shwang and I ain''t with thatNot impressed by all of this is mine but we can split thatGive me all of it homebody this ain''t no Kit KatStart me off with time couple weeks and I could flip thatWhat''s this 50/50?You ain''t breakin'' off none, ya stash is limitedI see it insufficient fundsMad ''cause I don''t speak but why should you disrespectSo until ya pockets swells speak to the back of my neck(CJ)Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck upWhy you stay tryin'' to play me like yo ass is tough oneMy own fuckin'' money ain''t good enoughYou got a nigga so sick I''m bout to throw the fuck upBut I love ya (come on ma)I need ya (understand ma)I got to have yaEve, Eve I''d do anything to keep ya(Eve)Yo, yo blonde hair must be an aphrodisiac for catsWant me, dick''s be harder then aluminum bat''sFlaunt me, I don''t hang around with average catsWith average whips, that spend average stacksI''m into anything but normal thingsCelly rings from tha broker at the stock exchange I''m hearing thatGlacier filled chains all the haters starin'' at meMake sure I stay nice keep ya bitches glaring atWave ya Rollies in the air, yeah last yearNow I''m searching for the platinum iced out CartierLaid up in da cuts in silk Dolce underwearYeah baby spend that that''s all I''m tryin'' to hearIt''s funny how I used to want the richest niggasKeep five on deck to see who get the quickest figures''Cause I only want the pick of the litter for this oneAnd now because my papers got bigger you gets none(CJ)Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck upWhy you stay tryin'' to play me like yo ass is tough oneMy own fuckin'' money ain''t good enoughYou got a nigga so sick I''m bout to throw the fuck upBut I love ya (come on ma)I need ya (understand ma)I got to have yaEve, Eve I''d do anything to keep yaCome on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck upWhy you stay tryin'' to play me like yo ass is tough oneMy own fuckin'' money ain''t good enoughYou got a nigga so sick I''m bout to throw the fuck upBut I love ya (come on ma)I need ya (understand ma)I got to have yaEve, Eve I''d do anything to keep ya
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