[Verse 1: Eve]
Uh
Sick when she rock shit, stop when she block shit
Never try to run when she pull back and cock shit
"Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop" shit
Got 'em goin' crazy, wonderin' when they can cop shit
First lady, Ruff Ryder, honey got the hot shit
Star-bound, money now, for jet-black, drop shit
Eve guarantee, bet ya nigga wanna pop this
Little kids be behind me, screamin' out, "Can you stop, miss?!?"
Know they daddy's fiendin', daydreamin' 'bout me topless
Real bitches listen while they ride and knock my shit
Try not to move ya head, come on now, stop it
Hustle, nigga, bet he take off quicker than coke profit
'Cause I can double it, and put bitch on bitch
Brick on brick, stitch on stitch – who you fuckin' wit'?
Not me, can't a nigga or a bitch stop me
You hatin' muthafuckas, line-up for your first copy
[Chorus: Darrin Dean & Swizz Beatz, Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my niggas with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my bitches that take ones?
'Cause when we light that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"
[Verse 2: Eve, Swizz Beatz]
Uh, yo – start the beef, hold up
Ran when we rolled up
Tough guy, wanna try ya luck? Bet ya fold up
Ask around, partner – got this whole shit sewed up
Got ya cryin' like, "Man... I wanna blow up!!"
Cowards make me sick, swear to God, I wanna throw-up
Entering a session with me? You better flow tough!
Offended? Don't agree with what I'm sayin', nigga? So what?!
Now I gotta teach you respect, you better slow up
Question, "Can she really hold it down?" Sho' 'nuff
Philly's where she from, but when she smoke, she like to go Dutch
You know what? Quick to take the next man shine
Quick to make 'em start bitchin', make the next man whine
Fuckin' babies! Go ahead and lay down, it's nap-time
Same shit you spittin' now, I heard it in your last rhyme
Ain't too much that you could do, so that ya skills could pass mine
Career finito, here's some dough – go watch a peep show
[Chorus: Darrin Dean & Swizz Beatz, Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my niggas with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my bitches that take ones?
'Cause when we light that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"
[Verse 3: Eve]
Want me to talk crazy? Shit... my moms made me
And all ya'll niggas could ever do is spend or pay me
And gon' never change, do anything for brains
Call my celly to come get you, while I pass you in your Range
Nigga ridin' shotgun in your car to your friend's
And what the fuck you gonna do, but wanna blow out your brain?
Clown, I spot 'em from the time you buy me a drink
Instantly, I get a vision of diamond-studded links, and
Full length minks, and little doggies dyed pink
'Cause I know ya wanna spend your last, before you even think
If you know somethin', speak it – shit, I can keep a secret
To me, the niggas with the most money, is the cheapest
Wanna give me money off the books? Daddy, you can keep it!
That's why they got them hoes tight, and in the most fights
And walk with big brolic niggas thats protectin' they life
If you know you pussy, nigga – take off the ice!
[Chorus: Darrin Dean & Swizz Beatz, Eve]
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my niggas with the big guns?
And when you smoke that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"
Y'all fuckin' with the right ones – UHH!
Roll it up and just light some – UHH!
Where my bitches that take ones?
'Cause when we light that shit, it's like, "WHOA! WHOA!"