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Eve
Eve


Background information
Birth name Eve Jihan Jeffers
Born November 10, 1978
Origin Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, US
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Contemporary R&B
Years active 1997—present
Label(s) Columbia Records
Geffen Records
Interscope Records
Full Surface Records
Ruff Ryders Entertainment
Aftermath Entertainment
Website Website



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Eve Lyrics

"Maniac" lyrics



Ladies and gentleman 
(Ladies and gentleman) 
One-two, one-two 
E-V-E, party time 

1 - All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my Down South niggaz get all the chips 
All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go 

Yo, yo whatcha need from a bad bitch, that bitch 
(Ladies) Don't fuck around if you strapless 
Real thug hide his money in his mattress 
See him in the club with his team never stackless 
Want what we got, shorty got me hot 
It may have something to do with the drop top 
Big thang, big man 
Spotted, your number, your name, got it 
Freaks out, baby mother sneaking out 
(Big boys in the back pull your g's out) 
Thorough chick tell a nigga pile it on 
Bitches what they call us? 
(Brick house stallions) 
Now we feelin' it, drinks all in me 
Lady but a thug, double shot of Henney 
Nigga look good, nigga got it all 
Can help but to speak ("Damn daddy how ya doing?") 
Babygirl grew up, mommy ain't around 
Searchin' for a thug in the club to hold me down, ughh 
Find the one that's running it all 
Top dog, his game sunning ¡®em all, huh 
Whiling out, people piling in 
(Oh shit, watch out) 
Damn not again 
Another nigga knocked out, that's how it go 
Move to the other side of the drink (let's go) 

Repeat 1 

Yo, yo, yo 
Ladies are you feeling it 
(Hell yeah) 
Niggas are you feeling it 
(Hell yeah) 
What we gonna do with this shit 
(Tear it up) 
What you got beef with a bitch 
(Play it up) 
Shit stronger than a motherfucker 
Another round from the bar for my dog nigga 
Here now (all night long) 
Dancefloor shoutin' 
(That's my song!) 
DJ mix it up, who got heat? 
(Swizz Beats nigga what?) 
I'mma be in trouble 
Bet you seeing double 
I got no time to cuddle 
Fuck it let me have another drink 
Damn how you get to the bar? 
Let me think 
Time for the bathroom, I ain't waiting in it 
To the front chicks hatin' 
(Uh-uh I know she didn't) 
Shit yes I did, moving right along 
Gotta get back before they play the last song 
(Last call for alcohol) 
Damn I knew it 
Thirty minutes till it's over, better do it 
One more drink, one more dance 
Papi staring at me in the corner you got one more chance 
Gotta eat, head to the diner 
Thinkin' you gonna see me next week 
(Try and find her) 

Repeat 1 (2x) 

All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my Down South niggaz get all the chips 
All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips 
All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my Down South niggaz get all the chips 
All my East Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my West Coast niggaz get all the chips 
All my Down South niggaz get all the chips 
All my Ruff Ryder niggaz get all the chips 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go

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