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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

"Stuck Up" lyrics


(ft. CJ) 

(CJ) 
Yo Eve, where you at man 
I'm tires of talkin' to this answering 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 


(Eve) 
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 niggas 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 daytan on the 6-4 regulator 
Big trucks in the hood, black Navigator 
If you icy with the price, bring me that ring pa 
Might entice me to play nicely and 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 

1 - (CJ) 
Come on Eve why you talking 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 anything to keep ya 

(Eve) 
Yo, thinking 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 scheming 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 homebody this ain't no Kit Kat 
Start 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 

Repeat 1 

(Eve) 
Yo, 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 anything but normal things 
Celly rings from tha broker at the stock exchange I'm hearing that 
Glacier filled chains all the haters starin' at me 
Make sure I stay nice keep ya bitches glaring at 
Wave ya Rollies in the air, yea last year 
Now I'm searching for the platinum iced out Cartier 
Laid 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 


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