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Eve - Neck Bones lyrics
[Verse 1] It ain't so much about the words I say but how I say 'em And I'm gon play this game the best and make sure that I slay 'em Even my enemies impressed 'bout how I make my moves They tried to step it up but can't 'cause they just fake and lose My niggas double R but I don't hide behind my dogs Nigga, I'm holdin' mine Bet against her, take a loss And I ain't slackin' up I gotta win at any cause Intimidate you bitch niggas I got bigger balls Ayyo I bet you can't stop her She got a lotta shit wit her Damn you's a fan don't try to block her Man got you wantin' it Fame how you hunger it The talk curious 'bout the stalkin' uh huh oh who's she [Chorus 2x] Get up and move yaself This type of shit is good for ya health Ain't nothin' better put therest on the shelf I said forget the rest 'Cause she the one they talkin' about I wanna hear you say these words out ya mouth [Verse 2] Some claim they can't stand her But they demand her, they watch her These niggas wanna lock her down and brand her Some claim they can't take me Baby don't make me do the thing I do to keep you here, you can't escape me Gotcha, hear this music don't let nothin' stop ya Dance and wave yo hands, let this beat start to rock ya Every step, try to catch yo breath In and outta control 'till you ain't got nothin' left I love it when they wildin' out I got 'em jumpin' around, see don't be shy Don't hold it in baby just ride it out Don't worry 'bout the time Can't handle it? Then find the exit sign I need the rest of y'all to lose ya mind [Chorus 2x] Get up and move yaself This type of shit is good for ya health Ain't nothin' better put therest on the shelf I said forget the rest 'Cause she the one they talkin' about I wanna hear you say these words out ya mouth [Verse 3] Bombshell got you breathin' heavy, is you ready? She back, sick wit the blonde and I ain't stoppin' So I'm droppin' already and holdin' steady Niggas thought I wouldn't do it said screw it They wanna try to say face it forget them cowards, they blew it My attitdue is confidence, Philly sponsored this And I ain't happy wit just "that's hot", I'm makin' monster hits And I ain't satisfied wit what I got, I need a lotta shit It's still a hustle for me baby, hungry nigga, common sense [Chorus 2x] Get up and move yaself This type of shit is good for ya health Ain't nothin' better put therest on the shelf I said forget the rest 'Cause she the one they talkin' about I wanna hear you say these words out ya mouth [Thanks to sticknick10@attbi.com for these lyrics] |
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