Eve - Hey Y'all lyrics

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Eve - Hey Y'all lyrics

Yea Yea, Evie Eve And you know, you better know [Snoop Dogg] I keep some chuck's on my feet khakis on my legs Trunk full of funk n***a while I'm breaking bread Sliding through your system banging, bobbing heads Doing mines and I don't care what other n***as saying They can pop it, but they can't stop it, boy I'm getting mine Selling clothes up in this b**h like Calvin Klein Getting cuties to shake they booty at the same time I'd be damned If I go back to jail for the same crime I'm to slick to get caught up in this dirty game I'm a scollar that make dollars off the birdy game Crip hoping I got it popping on the Blvd. Man I ain't f**ing with Chevy's I got my own car D-O Double you don't want to rumble, why you testing me Oh I know, you must be gone off them extacy Bad habits you better kick it before it get you loc And try to get yourself hooked on this chronic smoke Fo' sho! [Chorus: Nate Dogg] Hey y'all, dogs from East to West Coast All my dogs we could smoke, we 'bout to take some bank roll Everywhere that I go, man I see the same hoes I know they already know, yea we like it real raw Snoop, Evie Eve and Nate Dogg [Eve] (uh-huh)These n***as got you head nodding And this chick got the drums from your ears throbbing Known to do it, baby bubbling do 'chu dare stop it Love when b**hes hate you, hear the song pimps ain't nothing to me, Got my n***a Snoop he been down As for my n***a Nate, sh** he was in town created heat so you can bang it, crank it nice and loud Can't block me out I'm popping up Evie Eve, I'm upon your tv Ain't never stuck up off the freezyness Same b**h, same pitch nothing ridiculous Want this brown girl I see you thug lick your lips Gotta have that bombshell, damn girl I need you for me Keep love on the both sides, we in the church On these n***as getting smoke ties, domino playing Up here praying that they legalize, but f** it still choke top down Baby blowing smoke in the sky, come on [Chorus] [Eve] Now when you see me acting up in the club (it ain't nothing) Uh six fall up on dub's (it ain't nothing) Huh breaking up blueberry buds (it ain't nothing) And every hood showing nothing but love (it ain't nothing) Taste buds ain't the same, for the simple brain Should of never let me learn what millions really mean Yea I'm a simple girl, but really don't want simple things Keep real dogs close, hate cats with simple brains Not ready for the collision, stay up in your lane East coast, West coast, you still don't f**ing think Dedicate to you baby, keep your gangsta lean [Snoop Dogg] You gots to be my queen, cause I'm the Big king The one with the Big house with the Big things Sister Eve, you blessed the whole scene You're the queen of the team, with cream, you're so supreme A blessing in the skies, open up your eyes Me and you together sh**, we gone collect the vibes Exercise, and go where we want to go, stay fly Sure and original, turn up your stereo Cause here we go, here we go [Chorus] It ain't nothing [Repeat: x4]

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