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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

"Let Me Be" lyrics



Eve 
Teflon 
Ruff Ryders 
Def Jam 

[Verse 1] 
Yo, yo, many they pop shit, but me I drop shit, and they cop it 
Stay to myself most the time, but still they plot shit 
Bitches that's unstable, I can't be involved 
'Less they wanna take it back to the street, and problem solve 
Touchin y'all, but me I try to chill on the chicken shit 
Sit back, do Eve, mastermind my business shit 
You dat, screw all these cats, that's tryin to end this shit 
Hate me for the rest of your life, I'm just beginnin it 

CHORUS: 2X 
Na, na, na, naa... 
You wanna Ryde right 
Na, na, na, naaa.. 
Say anything for the limelight 
Na, na, na, naaa... 
Just need to Let Me Be 
Na, na, na, naaa... 
Do you, cuz I'ma do me 

[Verse 2] 
Yo, am I made up? Just my make up, nothing fake though. 
Bitches generate bullshit, I generate dough 
On the roll now, got control and I'ma keep it 
Made my move, while y'all got comfortable, while y'all was sleepin 
I remember bein broke and I aint tryin to fall back 
Nobody listened to my shit, and I aint get no call backs 
Aint no way that I could have it then lose it 
Take my word, I'ma keep slangin shit, makin hits, niggas ya heard? 

CHORUS 2X 

[Verse 3] 
Yo, ayo, ayo, can you deal with the wild one 
When she comes around trottin down Stallion 
Got they mouths open now 
Bitches frown and I care less, just to get attention 
They would wear less, stayin mad at me, but I'm they fearless 
Ryde or Die Chick, you know how I get down 
Fifty dogs or more when I come through how I get 'round 
Got enough stress on my brain, size of stress from you dames 
And I aint even stressin no names 
Cuz I'm different, nothin like you bratty chicks bitchin 
Nothing like you whining ass niggas that's scared of itchin 
What is it you really want 
Beggin for your chance then you front 
Prayin for a way that you could stunt, on this one here 
E V E is ready for your fakin all year 
Smile in my front, no use they heated at my rear 
Told you from the first attack you shoulda been prepared 
Huh, shoulda listened 

CHORUS TO END

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