Styles P - That's What it Is lyrics

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Styles P - That's What it Is lyrics

[Eve] They usually hate her when she comes around Huh, first lady mobbin n***a 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 sh** 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 sh** changed got no time to stay Considered snobby then just hate me I don't give a f** Considered sloppy to me you just need to give it up... HOOK: Styles Eve don't give a f** about you That's what it is Eve is the hottest b**h That's what it is But she gon' stay ladylike That's what it is But I'mma 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 f** about you That's what it is [Styles] I ain't 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 f** 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'mma 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 sh** Get clapped in the wig, sold alotta records But we never gave a f** so it's a wrap for the kids Gat to the back and the ribs We the hood, even Holiday b**h that's what it is HOOK [Eve] Broke out and got grown, holdin her own That b**h come strong, give up, dead wrong I don't even f** around 'less your head strong Ain't 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 n***as gold This b**h 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 co*ked 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'mma try you HOOK

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