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[Eve]Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh-uhhWhat y'all niggaz want huh?Uhh uhh uhhRubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouthBombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak outWhat I need in my life, make ya body freak outBaby seem like the type, married niggaz sneak outlike I'm ballin y'all, yes I be appallin y'allBoss type hold it down, wantin all of y'allCallin y'all never chasin me downThree weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin me nowShe speaks, soft spoken, til she datin the clownI'm takin em down, reel em in and makin em drownMistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin it nowWhat I need from a nigga negative in his soundAu-dacity, even, askin mefor ass, I laugh, this bitch is fast and freeSwattin em off, when I see this nigga's a fleaPlottin of course for riches, millionaire wannabeUh-huhChorus: Eve and NokioWhat y'all niggaz want? [what we want, wha?]SongtexteCan't touch [uh]All y'all niggaz 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[Eve]Popular since I started my lifeEve you know my name, probably the dangerous typeBrick house stall-ion, think you tamin me right?Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her rightKeep 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 coolWhen I'm heated I suggest you moveJust avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?Leave her be, chicken squakin hatin frequentlyMad htey man is obsessed and stalkin meIf he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuffBe nicy enough, to let him spin, I'm callin ya bluffPuttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they workSnatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt(Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirtChangin the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uhChorus[Eve]Leavin em scared, mami takin all of this hereAll of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is preparedNiggaz, set me up and I'ma take it and runThink it's a game? Just check out how my format is doneStoppin ya shine, and I do it to perfectionMade a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless emUsed to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test emEve handcuff niggaz but I don't arrest emShorty-bang hear the niggaz singin, shoutin my nameMake the thuggish niggaz scream, watchin me entertainDicks brick when I lick the lips, just keepin it plainFantasizin bout this bitch, got em goin insaneOooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighsEvery thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes?My time to shine, whole package make her a dimeWant some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uhChorus 2X[Nokio]Uhh99, like 2000Ruff RydersDru HillSwizz BeatsEveComin for that assUhh--------------------------------------------------RemixSource: JaMeLLeO@aol.com, djflash@pobox.com,Ghettofabulous98@hotmail.com..........................................................ORIGINAL HIP HOP LYRICS ARCHIVEhttp://www.ohhla.com..........................................................[Eve] (Nokio)What y'all niggaz want? [What we want, right]Can't touch [uh]All y'all niggaz need [what we need in our life?]Is right here[Eve]Rubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouthBombshell, just a second mami, wanna speak outWhat I need in my life, make ya body freak outBaby seem like the type, married niggaz sneak outlike I'm ballin y'all, yes I be appallin y'allBoss type hold it down, wantin all of y'allCallin y'all never chasin me downThree weeks, heartbroken, yes you hatin me nowShe speaks, soft spoken, til she datin the clownI'm takin em down, reel em in and makin em drownMistake, I said gimme, bet I'm takin it nowWhat I need from a nigga negative in his soundAu-dacity, even, askin meFor ass, I laugh, this bitch is fast and freeSwattin em off, when I see this nigga's a fleaPlottin of course for riches, millionaire wannabeUh-huh1 - [Mexican singers]Whether you're in Cuba, Puerto Rico, Republica DominicanaVenezuela, Mexico, everywhere tell me what you wantGuatemala, Costa Rica, El Salvador, Ecuador, ColombiaEverywhere tell me what you want[Eve]Popular since I started my lifeEve you know my name, probably the dangerous typeBrick house stall-ion, think you tamin me right?Not this baby Del-Philly streets they raisin her rightKeep 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 coolWhen I'm heated I suggest you moveJust avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?Leave her be, chicken squakin hatin frequentlyMad they man is obsessed and stalkin meIf he, icy enough, I'm pricin his stuffBe nicy enough, to let him spend, I'm callin ya bluffPuttin it down, Ruff Ryders put in they workSnatched up the illest viscous pitbull in a skirt(Grrrrrr) Makin em hurt, haters steady dishin up dirtChangin the game, settin the rules, makin it work, uhRepeat 1[Eve]Leavin em scared, mami takin all of this hereAll of this fame I'm hungry hope you cats is preparedNiggaz, set me up and I'ma take it and runThink it's a game? Just check out how my format is doneStoppin your shine, and I do it to perfectionMade a promise everytime I touch the mic to bless emUsed to tease me how I keep is greasy just to test emEve handcuff niggaz but I don't arrest emShorty-bang hear the niggaz singin, shoutin my nameMake the thuggish niggaz scream, watchin me entertainDicks brick when I lick the lips, just keepin it plainFantasizin bout this bitch, got em goin insaneOooh's and ahhh's, 5'7" thick in the thighsEvery thugs dream wife, see the love in they eyes?My time to shine, whole package make her a dimeWant some more? It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uhRepeat 12 - Whether you're in CubaPuerto Rico, Republica DominicanaVenezuela, Mexico, everywhereTell me what you wantRepeat 1Repeat 2Repeat 1Repeat 2Repeat 1Whether you're in CubaRepeat 1 Aus Songtexte Mania