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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eve
Eve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kasseem Dean
Kasseem Dean
Composer
Eve Jeffers
Eve Jeffers
Composer
Darrin Dean
Darrin Dean
Composer
Mel Smalls
Mel Smalls
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Swizz Beatz
Swizz Beatz
Producer
Chris Theis
Chris Theis
Recording Engineer
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Eve) (Drag-on) Ugh (Come on, uh) Uh-huh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Uh-uh-uh-uh (Flame on, uh, come on, uh) Yo, yo (uh, uh) (Eve) Let's talk about who I am Blond bee, find me in the hood with my peoples Love y'all, hate the rest of y'all that I can see through Above that, I can't feel nothin' unless it's lethal Testin' your moves, never that, make no position fetal, uh (Drag-on) I wanna talk about Dog nigga, L-O-X, Eve, and me Now that's the hottest thing in the streets Are beats is Swizz Cheesed up with holes in the shit Like a log rolled thick And ain't nothin' sweet but Drag-Eve tracks Honey Roasted Burn until its been around the hour, fuck that (Eve) Yo let's talk about Platinum plaques, hangin' on my wall See me decorated, she's the one Heard 'em say it, see me celebrate I pop shit when it's necessary, not for nothin' I use clips for them big beefs See me bustin', plow! (Drag-on) I wanna talk about bitches I fucked I'm a dog so I can't stand no bitch that hounds I far from a clown If I'm not knocking her down, Drag's probably not around So I'm not one to claim by either one of you dames If y'all catch Drag with a mane, trust me She got my last name Here's the hook, uh (Drag-on) Now Drag gon' show y'all niggas how we lock this shit (Eve) Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we drop these hits (Drag-on) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) On (E) (Drag-on) Now Drag gon show y'all niggas how we lock this shit (Eve) Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we drop these hits (Drag-on) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E) (Eve) Let's talk about little dick niggas Always talkin' bout what you got Rather be finger-popped Dick probably the size of a bough stuffed with rocks Fuck the cop nigga, go shoot pool, pussy plot You make me cum, I might flood the block, wet on my socks (Drag-on) I wanna talk about guns niggas don't bust Y'all need to see me if y'all wanna see shells pop out Make you say watch out, when I got my glock out Niggaz clock out, cause I run up in your watch house Snatch up all your rocks out Then throw your box out Ya motherfuckers better watch out (Eve) Yo, let's talk about fake ass bitches Lying to yourself, you ain't ready for the world mama Beggin' every second hungry, life drama Get your own stacks Why you think these niggaz pussy hungry Cause you actin' triflin' Layin' up, takin' his money, uh (Drag-on) I wanna talk about live or die Fuck you and I Niggas will fry like stripped bacon I leave them shakin' Keep 'em sizzlin' Fuckin' with them you might win But they only got six shots with a barrel that spin And us our clip is spinning And hittin' all their men (Eve) I wanna talk about ryde or die My dogs control confrontation In any situation Five niggas on your team Five niggas you replacing Five niggas used to gleam Five niggas left with nathan But their game that we took And now they back to chase it (Drag-on) I wanna talk about biting ass niggas Let me see y'all niggas catch the flow Go red-vest with the four-four blow Ya niggaz gonna hit the ground for sure Nigga let me know if you want more If he catch you with a pound to choke, you know Nigga never die slow, till his eyes close Then jump on the highway, I go Man fuck the po-po, them niggas is moving slow mo, come on Here's the hook, uh (Drag-on) Now Drag gon' show y'all niggas how we lock this shit (Eve) Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we drop these hits (Drag-on) (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Now Drag-on will show ya niggas how we lock this shit (Eve) Now Eve gonna show y'all niggas how we drop these hits (Drag-on) (Eve) Now we gonna show y'all niggas how we pop this Cris Drag (E) dash (V) on (E)
Writer(s): Kasseem Dean, Eve Jeffers, Mel Smalls, Darrin Dean Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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