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EVE lyrics : "Gangsta Bitches"

(feat. Da Brat, Trina)

[Da Brat]

get yo' $$# asthma with all that coughing, yeah [COUGH]
Eve where you at? Ayo Trina where you at? [laughing]
Ayo Brat

Picture this, Eve walking down the street with two gats by her side
The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
In a high holster, studded in rhinestone

Ready to @@#! back, we bust and your mind blown
Just like that, braggadocious cuz I'm the dopesest Brat
Most of these ^!$$%s focus on the $$# that's fat

And I'm just so ferocious to the rhythm of a high hat
Why ask why? Cuz how, whenever I do it I buy what I wanna buy
Do what the $#&@ I wanna do til I die

Shinin on everybody for the world to see
My timin is always perfect, endlessly
I deserve to swerve a little and splurge alot

With the nerve I got, wearin these blindin rocks
Got Chicago, Miami, and Philly
A collabo, of three of the illest (*##$es, really


[CHORUS: Eve]
Gangsta (*##$, gangsta ice, gangsta whip

Gangsta clothes, gangsta money, gangsta shows
Gangsta purse, gangsta shoes, gangsta verse
We the (*##$es that the gangstas thirst

Gangsta song, gangsta brawn, gangsta thong
Huh, we the (*##$es that the gangstas on
Gangsta bottle, gangsta trees

Gangsta Brat, gangsta Trina, and gangsta Eve

[Trina]

Uh, uh, uh
Miss Purina, Trina the M-I-A (*##$
Them I play wit, eenie meenie meiny mo

Pickin basically the richest ^!$$%, for the baddest (*##$
Me, Eve, and Brat, it's banannas %#@!
We aint havin this, I steps on toes

In a pair of hot shorts and eight inch stelletoes
Iced out, drippin in Channell
Prada, Gucci, and all that

I make 'em fall back
Hair done, fresh metti and peticure, bikini wax
Gotta keep the cat smooth so when my ^!$$% ask for the #~!!@

It's good and wet
After just one $#&@, you won't forget
I'm made up in the tropics gettin sunburned

Bare $$# out with the diamond thong on
^!$$% you thought you got yo' freak on in Japan
But I was gettin my creep on with yo' man

Cuz I'm a hot (*##$...

[Mo'Nique]

Official Ryde or Die (*##$es, believe that

[CHORUS]


[Eve]
Uh, yo

When three raw (*##$es get together it's off the chain
Thought you found a spot to fill, you lost the game
Boss (*##$es stallion, scream they name

Hate us cuz our life right, eatin from the game
Only $#&@ with the realest, don't $$#ociate with lames
How the $#&@ can't you feel us? Three of the illest dames

S-C-X-Y, Trina, Brat, and oooh I
Bombshell, other (*##$es is true lies
I'ma keep it simple, rock how I'm meant to

Pretty with the heels on, or %#@!ty with the Tim boots
Do it how I wanna do it, question my mind
You gon' understand from the rest of my lines

(*##$ please, you might as well be on freeze, when it's Eve
You aint really tryin to $#&@ the game up, you just a tease
You don't want it when I really get buck, you wanted peace

Have you hidin in a hole when my album got released

[CHORUS x2]

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