Eve - What Y'all Want Lyrics

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Uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh
What y'all n***** want huh?
Uhh uhh uhh

Rubia huh? Papi screamin' out of they mouth
Bombshell just a second mami wanna speak out
What I need in my life make ya body freak out
Baby seem like the type married n***** sneak out
Like I'm ballin' y'all yes I be appallin' y'all
Boss type hold it down wantin' all of y'all
Callin' y'all never chasin me down
Three weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin' me now
She speaks, soft spoken, til she datin' the clown
I'm takin em down, reel em in and makin' em drown
Mistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin' it now
What I need from a n**** negative in his sound
Au-dacity, even, askin me
For ass, I laugh, this b**** is fast and free
Swattin' em off, when I see this n****'s a flea
Plottin' of course for riches, millionaire wannabe

Chorus: Eve and Nokio

What y'all n***** want? (what we want, wha?)
Can't touch (uh)
All y'all n***** need (what we need in our life?)
Is right here with me (uh)
Sounds y'all wanna hear (who dat? who dat?)
That's Swizz Beats (uh)
I'm the one you fear (why? huh?)
It's my time, feel me


Popular since I started my life
Eve you know my name, probably the dangerous type
Brick house stall-ion, think you tamin' me right?
Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her right
Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a lady
Need boots pocket books and a baby 380!
But prefer to keep it, calm and cool
When I'm heated I suggest you move
Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?
Leave her be, chicken squakin' hatin frequently
Mad they man is obsessed and stalkin' me
If he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff
Be nicy enough, to let him spin, I'm callin ya bluff
Puttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they work
Snatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt
(Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirt
Changin' the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uh



Leavin em scared, mami takin' all of this here
All of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is prepared
N*****, set me up and I'ma take it and run
Think it's a game? Just check out how my format is done
Stoppin ya shine, and I do it to perfection
Made a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless em
Used to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test em
Eve handcuff n***** but I don't arrest em
Shorty-bang hear the n***** singin, shoutin' my name
Make the thuggish n***** scream, watchin' me entertain
D***s brick when I lick the lips, just keepin' it plain
Fantasizin bout this b****, got em goin insane
Oooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighs
Every thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes?
My time to shine, whole package make her a dime
Want some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin' rewind, uh

Chorus 2x


99, like 2000
Ruff Ryders
Dru Hill
Swizz Beats
Comin for that ass

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