We On That sh*t lyrics

by

Eve


[Verse 1: Eve]
Aight, now getcha guns
Ain't no stoppin' me
Need the whole cash bundle fo' me an' mah b*tches' shoppin' spree
The robbery, damn ya smart, and you guessed right
Asking all those questions gonna set you up frightened
Wet 'em all, pretend I'm Jada, let 'em set it off
Cartier, Rollie, time frozen get 'em all
Dingling medallions, all that glistens is mine
And all that b*tchin' that you doin' got'cha kissin' this nine
Y'all n*ggas, worse than b*tches, tears in yo' eyes
I ain't got no sympathy so if you scared, n*gga cry
On yo' knees, face in chest, lips shut
f*ck the mask, we robbin' y'all in lipstick and wigs, what?
Yeah, we brawl, but you took me out and let me see it all
Braggin' 'bout the sh*t you got and now I get it all
Matter of fact, take yo' clothes off, I like it when they bare
Everything from iceberg to silk Dolce underwear, come on

[Chorus: P. Killer Tracks]
Hey yo, check that n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that sh*t
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that sh*t
Run that ice 'cause we on that sh*t
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that sh*t
Ryde or die, n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
We out to get it all 'cause we on that sh*t
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no sh*t
[Verse 2: Eve]
Uh, yo, yo, yo
I shoot backin' out, P max 'em out
Only way I don't get sh*t is if you stash the house
Professional b*tches, destined for riches and precious jewels
Distracted by the size of mah ass, had you fooled
I ain't gettin' nada, forget that
Just sit back and watch me take everything even yo' drough sack
Yeah, mah b*tch can roll it, smoking while we pack
Expensive paintin's on yo' wall, gimme dat
Ain't no slackin', time ain't a factor
I'ma get it all
Used to ball with ya n*ggas, now I'm makin' you crawl
Across the flo', ego crushed and I don't give a f*ck
Small change to the range, heard what I said, give it up
I know it ain't right, but me and mah b*tches gotta eat
Tonight and every night from now on, get it right
Why, why ask why? I'm simply livin'
And I get what I want by simply takin' or you simply givin'

[Chorus: P. Killer Tracks]
Hey yo, check that n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that sh*t
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that sh*t
Run that ice 'cause we on that sh*t
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that sh*t
Ryde or die, n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
We out to get it all 'cause we on that sh*t
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no sh*t
[Verse 3: Eve]
Y'all n*ggas faggottish
Cops spot me got me runnin' out mah kicks
I got ice pieces on mah neck and wrist
Screechin' in the streets from the five series to a ditch
I'm fast, he'd have to waste it and I ain't scared to blast
Duckin', jumpin' ova sh*t, bet this b*tch could last
Ready for war, act like I ain't done this sh*t before
Practice on me next week, I'll be wantin' more
Best believe you ain't gon' live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned yo' mother, she'll be full of sorrow
Bustin' through the do', somebody's house, kids screamin'
I ain't gonna front somehow I wish that I was sleepin', dreamin'
Too late it's done now, all you hear is gun sounds
c*ck back, POP! POP! POP! and I'm like what now
Ghetto bird on me, weavin' through the trees
Last fence I hopped over, fell and landed on mah knees
Barrels at mah temple, f*ck it I'ma make it simple

[Chorus: P. Killer Tracks]
Hey yo, check that n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
Get out your ride fool 'cause we on that sh*t
Hid your stash box 'cause we on that sh*t
Run that ice 'cause we on that sh*t
Keep a loaded clip 'cause we on that sh*t
Ryde or die, n*gga 'cause we on that sh*t
We out to get it all 'cause we on that sh*t
And Eve don't play 'cause she takes no sh*t
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