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    They usually hate her when she comes around
    Huh, first lady mobbin nigga hit the ground
    Next break into that who we what a sound
    Heads boppin, never fails once the Doc's around
    Hatin the fact that she do things on both sides
    But never disrespect two rings round both eyes, right?
    Lady like in many ways
    Because in trust I can be crazy like on any day
    Some do they dirt but best believe in time they pay
    Do believe in lettin shit chill til the promised day
    Huh, seems they just fade away
    I love it cuz them clowns they just paved the way
    Left it wide open got no time to play
    Mad cuz shit changed got no time to stay
    Considered snobby then just hate me I don't give a fuck
    Considered sloppy to me you just need to give it up...

    Hook: Styles
    Eve don't give a fuck about you
    That's what it is
    Eve is the hottest bitch
    That's what it is
    But she gon' stay ladylike
    That's what it is
    But I'ma act crazy like
    That's what it is
    Think I got your house shot
    That's what it is
    Think I got your car burnt
    That's what it is
    Think I got your people robbed
    That's what it is
    Cuz we don't give a fuck about you
    That's what it is

    I aint got a moment to waste
    I'm tryin to get to your head, so I gotta make room in your face
    And they can't see your eyes or your nose
    Why P? Cuz 4, 5 slugs is consumin the space
    This is Holiday you need, you fuck with the Scorpion
    I don't stop poppin 'til your body don't breathe
    Clap more than the audience, after the show
    Stab more than the butcher, and I'm kinda righteous
    So I'ma help you pray for the Lord when I push ya
    She the First Lady, I'm the ghost with the gun
    Aimed at your son that'll love to burst crazy
    Ruff Rydin the clique, come up outta your shit
    Get clapped in the wig, sold alotta records
    But we never gave a fuck so it's a wrap for the kids
    Gat to the back and the ribs
    We the hood, even Holiday bitch that's what it is


    Broke out and got grown, holdin her own
    That bitch come strong, give up, dead wrong
    I don't even fuck around 'less your head strong
    Aint too many that's around that can match they mind blown
    Can't figure her out
    Is she street, sweet, gutter, I'm from the hood
    Alotta y'all niggas gold
    This bitch two million sold
    And I just figured that I'd make it known
    Baby girl got the whole world in her palm, alone
    Watch me rock, got my lip cocked
    Spit fire, watch it better duck, you stuck, you crossfire
    Thought you was the realest you said you caught liar
    Any time you at where I be, I'ma try you


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