EXECUTIVE PRODUCER: Bruce Carbone
MANAGEMENT: Allen Kovac and Brad Friess at Tenth Street
ART DIRECTION / DESIGN: Trevor Niemann at Visual Entropy
Entertainment, Sam Alpert at The Eleven Seven Music Group
PHOTOGRAPHY / PHOTO ART DIRECTION: Amarpaul Kaliari
BUSINESS MANAGEMENT: Phil Sarna, Abner Monegro, and
LABEL: From the Rib Music
AGENT: The Agency Group
Victoria Rivera at PS Business Management
LEGAL: Tim Mandelbaum and Monika Tashman at Fox Rothschild, LLP
PUBLICITY: Carleen Donovan and Angela Burke at Press Here
THANK YOU:
Thank you GOD for always having me and holding me.
My mom for being my rock.
Thanku to my dad.
My Lil bro Farrod for just being you and supporting me.
My Lil cuz Takeya Rideout for your honesty and talent.
Taneka... Heyyy gurrl
Matthew Moinian and Mitch Moinian my Persian brothers
My whole family wherever u are.
Philly for loving me and making me a feisty Philly chick.
To my love Maximillion Cooper for always cheering me on and being proud of me.
To Erin “Elefty” Lefton for being my sounding board and true friend always!
To DJ Dallas Green for being my DJ but for also just being a good human being. You’re a big deal.
To Steven White and Brian Cockerham for being fam and rocking out with me live.
To Darren Dean for your advice always.
To Ruff Ryders because that’s how it started.
To Nicholas Oshane Moore who helped me sooo much on this record, I appreciate u!
To Tim Mandelbaum and Monika Tashman for being in the trenches with me for real.
To Allen Kovac, Brad Friess and the Tenth Street crew, Sam Alpert, Lisa Van Zuidam, Dana John, Ryan Ewing and the
Eleven Seven Music Group, Wendy Washington, Gazelle Alexander, Kelly Krueger, Issy Sanchez, Marthe Reynolds,
Larry Khan, Paula Tuggey and the RED crew - thanku for working with me, talking about me,
fucking with me, believing in me and my project. I am truly grateful!!!
To Carleen Donovan and Angela Burke at Press Here.
To my FANS in all parts of the world, thank you for your support and love.
To everyone, every producer, engineer, runners - everyone everywhere thanku
THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO WORKED ON MY RECORD:
Blac Elvis, Bobby Hustle, Bruce Carbone, Chrisette Michele, Claude Kelly, Dawn Richard, DJ Surge, Felix Snow,
Gabe Saporta, Jeremih, Jon Jon, Juicy J, Jukebox, Miss Kitty, Missy Elliott, Mykeyz, Nacho, Phil Scott, Phil Tan,
Propain, Pusha T, Radio, Rico Love, Salaam Remi, Sander Van der Waal, Shane, Shoddy, Snopp Dogg, Swizz
Beatz, Taj, Tatu, Miles Walker, Michael Woods
AT THE ELEVEN SEVEN MUSIC GROUP:
Allen Kovac, Joe McFadden, Lisa Van Zuidam, Sam Alpert, JT Arbogast, Jason Burger, Corey Brewer, Anthony Doring, Ryan Ewing, Charlie Fonville, Dana John, Rabiah Karim, Steve Kline, Gabrielle Lawson, Jason Lekberg, Chris
Nilsson, Bryan Raisa, Mara Schwartz, Rose Slanic, Wally Van Middendorp
FT MISS KITTY
Yeah Come on Ha Yo Step back Where she at Man I’m in my
zone If you can’t keep up with where I’m at Then take your ass
back home Raise the flag and tell the people come The queen is
on her throne Watch how they leave you standin there Just leave
you all alone You a clone up bunch of people Go and get your own
Matter fact I don’t give a fuck You guessed that from my tone I’m
a Philly born bred raised Never left my bones I’m a bossy glossy
mogul World wide my name is known Ain’t no guessin it’s E-V-E
I’m the chick that they wish they be know by now to not fuck with
me Stay on top No touchin me I’m the reason you wanna hide
Smile on your face Fear in your eyes Better than ever Ain’t no
surprise See all of me Need no disguise I’m Eve… Uh Ay yo
You see how they need her They was loyal They keep her All my
fans you the best Feel my love through the speaker You the reason
I do it I’m so lucky I can And taken over the world Now that’s just
part of the plan They see me ridin in a matte black Drop head
Look at that Tom Ford shades on Understand that I’m it that’s that
Rock life jet set Rob report I’m living good Yeah I knew I would I
know you wish you could Ay yo Fluffy diva Miss Kitty representing
Eve And all the good ass gal dem From JA to LA From Philly to
Miami And mi here fi tell ya Wi a hot gal we no take talk We make
talk A we say beauty and brains a what And me stay tight and
bright a what Run wi a go run round dat Bad lady for life Can’t no
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bwoy go push me out If you have ya owna money Say lalalalalala
SHE
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Oh she bad, bad Oh she bad, bad Yo Yeah, that’s right I’m badder
than them E-V-E, the cataclysm Blow them out the fucking water
Kill ‘em dead, call it slaughter Ain’t my fault I had it built up Had
to get it out my system Now I’m back Forget about them Other
chicks, man, you won’t miss them Yeah, E-V-E, hungry like a lion I
ain’t never easy, never scared, why you tryin Your gimmick make me
sickey What you selling, I ain’t buying Man, I live up at the top,
so you keep climbing Know they can never catch her Me, I’m the
chick that keeps ‘em under pressure And every nigga smells her, wan
sex her They say they wan protect her But really they wan kiss and
carress her Now sit ya ass down cuz class is now in session They
like When they see me coming at ‘em Heels and hips they wanna
grab ‘em Lips and eyes staring at ‘em Mesmerized, gotta have it
Warning I become a habit Need it always, once you had it Ever lucky
enough to grab it, guarantee becoming an addict Yeah, the type of
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i Big jets, mega yachts, yeah big ships
i Wanna get all my affection, here’s a big tip I need to see that you a
boss shit, Big Rick i Man, I ain’t playing wit’ you people i You know
my style already i Scorpion she stings she lethal i I ain’t even got no
patience for your bullshit i I can see through I get bored real easy i
Sorry, I must leave you i Got them singing like ii You know my style
already i Scorpion she stings she’s lethal
chick that like them big trips
EVE
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FT GABE SAPORTA OF COBRA STARSHIP
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When I close my eyes I can see me flying High above the clouds
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i Have you ever laid in bed i And it’s late in the night i Starin
at the ceiling i Talking to God about life i Asking when it’s gonna
happen i Just maybe it might i Made a lot of life turns i Some wrong
and some right i Wanna know when it’s your second i Your minute,
your time i Sick of dreamin wanna live the pictures in your mind i
Never been like all the others i You’re one of a kind i I know you’re
feelin like you wanna break free i It’s a sign i Just wanna fly above it
all i See where you can land i Know that you can do it on your own i
Cuz you can i Know that you can conquer all with a plan i Forget about
the negative i Buried in the sand i Yeah, never forget this is your life
i Your path, your dream i This is your fight i Victory i You’ll see i You’ll
be alright i Get through the darkness i On the other end is pure light i
Oh, I won’t come back around i If I make it out this town i If I make it
out this town i I gotta make it out this town i I’m gonna roll the dice i
And take a risk tonight i Gonna make it out this town i Have you ever
felt alone i Like the whole world was missing i And when you prayed
i It seemed no one was listenin i You try to keep the faith i And keep
on livin i But when you strugglin i The future looks distance i All your
hopes seem to be just pipe dreams i And you really gotta wonder what
your life means i That’s when you gotta pick yourself up out the dust
i Make a change and find a place in your heart you trust i You ain’t
always gotta take the first card you’re dealt i In this life only you can
represent yourself i Never let your circumstances hold you back i You
were born free i Never gotta feel trapped i In the pursuit of happiness
i You gonna feel pain i But the only way to win i Is to stay in the game
i The naysayers they gon try to embarrass ya i But I’ve learned that the
struggle builds character i Put your hand in the air now i Ohh i If you
hear it let me feel you loud i Ohh i Uh put your hands in the air now i
Ohh i Yeah if ain’t nobody gonna hold you down i Ohh i Yeah i Come on
Swear I won’t look back If I get the chance Oh I won’t come back
around
ALL
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NIGHT
CLAUDE
KELLY
AND
Soon as I walked in I caught his eye
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wanna be mine Told him to hold up and take his time There’s a
ii So listen to me, I’m not a regular
bird i Gotta be special to see my world i What you gon do to give
me thrills i To get with E-V-E, you gotta have skills ii So if you want
it i Come and get it, go i Show you things you never saw i I can get
you tickets i Front row to my peep show i Can be like an animal i
Really can you handle though? i Need to see that you can have it
all ii All I need is a beat like this i And I lose my mind i All I need
is a girl like you i We could go all night i (repeat) ii All Night i All
Night i All Night i All Night ii You ain’t ready for this boy i You know
you scurred i It takes a lot to make this sexy kitty purr i No cheap
thrills over here fuck what you heard i Had you geekin like Screech
nerd ii Rude boy why you sweating me i You can’t even handle me
i Man you need to stop i Can’t you see i You’re out of your league
i To impress me you gotta have caliber i Put some precision in
your swing Excalibur ii I done gone pro i You still an amateur i You
can test it out i But boy I damage ya i Back to the drawing board
i You gotta get your swagga up i You a little nigga boy i Man up ii
Shorty say real fast is how she want it i I told her I’m from Houston
understand we do it slowest i And The Ex was a snake and she
wished she never known it i Hate to break the bad news, but baby I
pack a cobra i Shots of Henny and soda i Then we twist it and roll it
i From the dough to the sofa i She scream my name like promoters i
She told me that I’m the hottest i Said correction the coldest i Got
me in it all night, she wake up making mimosas i Got her caught
in her feelings i Texting and Twitter bitches i She giving me up her
heart there’ll be credit cards in a minute i You are rocking with the
Trillest i Trillest you ever witnessed i I swear the first time I hit it
you went in and get addicted i Propain
lot of dudes waitin so get in line
KEEP
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FT DAWN RICHARD
I don’t care what they say I’m in love There ain’t enough money
In the world Go together like hip hop As close as our lips lock
Together like hip hop Saw you on the block once Knew I was in
love Come on over brown skin Yeah give it up Fell so hard Won’t
you come and pick me up Had a taste once and I can’t get enough
Mesmerized by the gleam in your eyes Taken aback by the swag
in your stride I done got bit up by the love bug Either that or i’m
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high off your love drug Nothing can keep me from you Nothing
can keep me from you Yo you are the thief in the night Stole my
heart so you better treat it right I ain’t even gonna listen what my
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friends say Cuz I know that it’s all just jealousy Is it punch drunk
love Or could it just be infatuation Whatever it is Time will tell
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i Wanna a future with you i Like
remember when ii Yo Yo Yo i You so much more than a crush i I’m
down like a Chevy on dubs i On lock like a pair of hand cuffs i Your
house is my home i Let me get my stuff i I’m sick don’t need no
medicine i Cupid shot me in the heart, ha i Veteran i I’m gone i Ain’t
no coming back i Drunk off love i Drank too much of that
I don’t care let’s live Feelin out this world Alien love Wanna be
your girl No chaser stumblin When I get next to you I’m mumblin
WANNA
BE
FT MISSY ELLIOTT AND NACHO
Been a couple years and the game done changed Shit watered
down, fucked up, so mundane Where the real Gs at? Man fuck these
lames My money still long, so I can’t complain My life insane, shit
oh so cray (Oh so cray?) So so cray, man I ball out everyday Parlez
vous Francais? oui oui Givenchy, be on E Ay where them bags at?
My bitches showin’ up in a matte black That Masi, that jet, I have
that Got money like lint in your knapsack If I want it I buy it, I
could have that Bank rolls be fatter than your back fat Hey Hey I
don’t care what bitches say None of y’all could fuck with me I’m
the bitch you wanna be Wait who? I’m the bitch you wanna be
None of y’all could fuck with me I’m the bitch you’re trying to be
(Repeat) Ay yo EVE AHHH Copywritten so don’t you try to copy
me Only one misdemeanor means like me you can never be I’m
P-A-I-D monopoly I buy property And I go to the car lot and cop a
few Ferraris And I be a boss boss that’s bosset Adidas in my closet
Ms. Bitch, Ms. Elliott like a hersey fat and chocolate Lamborghini
and Porsches Parked in all my garages Million dollar my mortgage
my hair did cuz I’m rich bitch Pause, wait, hold up for a second
Who the new jack with a new swag I could do this All day Need a
little minute take a breath inhale then let it out She the shit, well
you don’t say Step up in the room and everybody checking me out
feeling my persona Hey Hey, I’m the bitch you wanna be The rest
of y’all is Bust down the door with a flow so amazing Everybody
wanna know who that Made a commitment to bring that fire E-V
know that I got her back We living it up, ain’t giving a fuck, go head
and run up and watch how we bust Rat-a-tat-tat tat tat Don’t make
me take off on that ass
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MAMA
FT
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SNOOP
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KITCHEN
DOGG
i Mama in the kitchen i Mama in the kitchen
i Whip it, we flip it ii Ay yo i I know you like it, like it i I’m winnin’ i
Call me the lioness i I’m killin’, killin’ competition i I’m the one that
you’ve been waitin on i So thrillin’ i You should get a taste of this i So
fillin’ ii I’m in the kitchen with the gumbo i Got bars i Yeah dumb flow
i A Giuseppe is like a force one i I got a life i You shoulda bought one
ii Mega, mega star status i Beyond this galaxy i You want a glimpse of
my reality i I’m fresh up out the kitchen i Now pay attention i What the
world been missin’ i Yo they say I’m the antidote i Better yet the cure
i Fill the potency cuz the product is pure i Cuz the product is pure i
Runnin’, runnin’ through your veins i Guaranteed you get addicted i
Constantly craving this audio prescription i Cuz ii Ay yo i I know you
like it, like it i I’m it i You might be in the building i But I built this
shit i You just a visitor i I picked it out brick by brick i Call me the
architect of your future i Now that’s sick ii You said you ain’t seen me
often i Well, most of my currency is foreign i I stay up, stay up on the
plane i Really don’t matter i You can never ever touch my lane i Cuz
Mama in the kitchen
GRIND
OR
DIE
i Felix Snow i Grind or die i Come on i Yeah
i Uh ii Who you know gonna come better than me i Puttin in work
while them birds still sleep i Call me the best jump man 23 i Call the
police cuz I’m murderin beats ii Never mediocre tings always proper i
Somethin’ like the kush i Grind it up with the grabber i Got the game
on i Smash hit i em up with the hammer i Have em all flabbergasted i
Leave em with a stammer ii Out of this world i Like dearly departed i
Open your ears cuz i I’m droppin this knowledge i My buzz stay strong
i Your buzz never started i My albums are the shit i Your career never
farted ii You though I left i I wasn’t goin’ i I’m just back again i I was
over seas makin them millions i From Belgium to Brixton i Over to
Japan i International paper gettin paid in yen ii Grind or die… ii Yo i
It’s crunch time i My time i Baby Ima get it i Heat it up i Stir the pot i
Throw some Eve in it i Cook it up i Serve em fiends i Just a little bit i
Have em addicted i Better believe it ii Tell em suckers i Go hard or go
home i No surprise laying claim to the throne i Time’s up i Kingdom
overthrown i Make way i Or catch a bat to the dome ii I can be sweet
i But my lyrics stay mean i Bodying them hoes i Yellow tape at the
scene i Is what it is i I’m a lyrical dream i Show some respect i And
bow down to the queen ii I’m sittin pretty i Haute couture culture i
But don’t doubt me i I’m a purebred hustler i Everything I have I had
to grind to get i Cuz wasn’t nobody ever givin me shit
Who the fuck did this
ZERO
BELOW
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should I i Ever give a fuck i My time is money, man i And you ain’t even
worth a buck i Don’t excuse the tone i This is how it is i Formula cold
blooded i And I don’t give a shit i Got an announcement i The golden
child comin’ i Straight killin’ them i Boss bitch stuntin’ i These hoes
crippled i Not even in the runnin’ i Pull out the fader i So they know
I ain’t frontin’ i They had a little time i Try to beat E-V-E i Snatchin’
the plate back i It’s my turn to eat i And I’m a greedy bitch i Man, I
don’t like to share i Whole world mine i Yeah, yeah it aint fair i They
said I turned cold i Once I made my millions i I know you mad i My
success really hurt your feelings i No sugar coatin’ anything around
here i Lionness run things i Who shall I fear i Cuz I’m a cold mother
fucker i I’m a cold mother fucker i Cuz I’m a cold mother fucker i I’m a
cold mother fucker i Cuz I’m a cold mother fucker i I’m a cold mother
fucker i Cuz I’m a cold mother fucker i I’m a cold mother fucker i
Isabell Marants i Bottoms bloodstained i From all these wannabes i
That thought they was better than me i Got em thirsty for i Get this
bitch a drink i Iceberg dead ahead i I made Titanic sink i I’m just
what they not i Damn that’s really all you got? i You could never take
my spot i Trust me, you don’t wanna pop i Got you in shock and awe i
Reason that your mouth drop i Fuck cuz you at the bottom i Love me
cuz I’m on top i I’m a fashionista i Cannibal I eat ya i History I teach
ya i Anywhere I meet ya i Still tryna get a gig i Baby I’m the feature i
If you wanna wear my crown i Dig a little deeper i You ain’t even in my
league i Murder murder i Ima kill em on this beat i Got em shook now
i Gettin dirty looks now i Stole your shine huh i Guess I’m a crook now
I got no answer I got no love So my heart pumps icicles No answer
FORGIVE
ME
i I’m too sexy in the morning time i Talking ’bout he
gotta go i But he wanna stay and grind ii (Forgive me) i I’m too sexy
in the morning time i Knowing that he gotta go i But he wanna stay
and grind. ii Yo, yo i I’m sorry, for being so fly i I didn’t mean to roll
by i And catch the eye of your guy i You know I i Keep em rock like
coke and baking soda i That’s why I’m taking over i He’s mine but you
can’t get him off the sofa i Ha, plus I’m the closest thing to Oprah i
Billionaire chick plus I got that fire chocha i That’s no lie i I, put my
number in his Motorola i Insisting it’s been over i So apologies in order
i I’m just hoping you ii Yo, i I’m wondering if I should tell him yes i I
know his girl hating on me i But she better rest i I know she wishing
that I’d chill i Ima let her sweat i Cause now she study in my office like
Belichick i I’m a victim of high life i Somebody call the feds i It cost a
(Forgive me)
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lot of bread Just to get me out of bed And I know that he be tryin’
But he can’t get me out his head Killin’ em is a crime but remember
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calling Pick up his keys But he can’t stop stalling Again
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GONE
CHRISETTE
MICHELE
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Who’d of ever thought it would be me Talkin to you about life
Look at E be It been a lot of wrong and right Never easy I’m
tryna make it through like you Believe me Ay yo Every day
is a struggle Wakin’ up, stressed Emotions I juggle As I look
around And watch the world crumble Something tell me Pray
and always stay humble Yeah what doesn’t kill you Only make
you stronger Stay chin up Hold on a little longer They used to
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doubt me And tell me I ain’t have a voice But then the angel
Showed me a better choice Never let the world tell me How
I’m defined I give myself credit Never need a cosign Some
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days I cry i But then I think and realize i I’m a star and damn it,
i Ima shine i Show the world i All the greatness that I possess i
Gotta keep it pushin i Keep on makin’ progress i If a beautiful
rose i Can grow from concrete i Then there’s no reason i For man
to accept defeat ii Who will tell the world for me i Who will miss
me when I’m gone i What’s a fight without defeat i What’s a day
when there’s no Eve i Never gone, never never gone ii Member like
a permanent scar i The feeling I had when you said i I wouldnt go
far i I knew how to shine i But life kept me in the dark i Dreamin’
I’m the moon i Cuz the world’s too hard i Goals with no plan i
Runnin’ through quicksand i Thought I’d go under i But I’m still
breathin’ i Not afraid of war i So I keep fightin’ i I’m worth a
lifetime i No one night stand i So I go back to the lab again i Grab
me a pad and pen i Write a legacy i For my children’s children i
Build a world for everybody to live in i And who it made me i I’d
gladly do it again i Wouldn’t believe i Now I know that I’m chosen
i And everyone that kept it G i I owe them i Treasure my heart i
So I always stay golden i Live for the dream i And I’m lovin that
moment ii Yeah, i There are many moments in life that i Make you
feel the only option i Maybe is to fight back i And it feel foreign
to you i Cuz you ain’t like that i Never let nobody steal your power
i Snatch it right back i You got to be the person i You was born to
be i I learn the only person i I could control is me i And maybe
they will see i The side I mean eventually i And even if they don’t
i You got the right to disagree i Now listen i I ain’t got the answers
i Or the plan i Me, I’m tryna figure out i Tryna understand i Tryna
be the best woman I can be i For mankind i Love is to be shared i
So I give mine ii I’ll go hard i I’ll go hard i And this time i I won’t
wait ii I’ll go hard i I’ll go hard i On top of the world i I will reign
SHE
BAD
[REMIX]
BAD
FT PUSHA T AND JUICY J
Oh she bad, bad Oh she bad, bad Eve I like that You got ‘em callin
my name Yeah, Oh she bad, bad You know she that bad Pot luck
push dip your hand in my grab bag Matte black Benz perfect for my
black ass Only know who’s in it when I open the back half Hot as
a back draft They know he on fire Any nigga deny it You call his
mother a liar Only here to inspire If she like it I’ll buy it Tryin’ to
take a ghetto chic and put her up on designer She don’t fuck with
the buyers, All she know is suppliers How to wash the drug money,
hide it under the dryers Oh she bad, bad So fly she jet lag Eve let
‘em go We both know that the best last Yeah, Come on, Ha, Yo,
Yeah, that’s right I’m badder than them E-V-E, the cataclysm Blow
them out the fucking water Kill ‘em dead, call it slaughter Ain’t my
fault I had it built up Had to get it out my system Now I’m back
Forget about them Other chicks, man, you won’t miss them Yeah,
E-V-E, hungry like a lion I ain’t never easy, never scared, why you
tryin Your gimmick make me sickey What you selling, I ain’t buying
man, I live up at the top, so you keep climbing Know they can never
catch her Me, I’m the chick that keeps ‘em under pressure And
every nigga smells her, wan sex her They say they wan protect her
But really they just wan kiss and carress her Now sit ya ass down cuz
class is now in session They like Yeah, Ha, Rolling papers and
rolling Swishers Getting high as a light fixture In the club with a
bag of money Getting Becky from a white stripper Watch cold as a
igloo Chain cold as a icicle You might think I’m balling out But this
how I live my life nigga You say that’s your wife Not tonight nigga
I’m gonna spend the night with her Stick this pipe to her When she
leave she say my name Juicy J he did his thing I’m leaving with her
best friend She know what’s up We trippy man She want a hustler
on this job Not you fu fu niggas She want a hustler on this job I got
buku figures All across the nation Take your chick on vacation I’m
getting dome While I’m in a foreign racer
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EVE
FT
She
Make
FT
GABE
FT
It
Out
SAPORTA
CLAUDE
OF
This
FT
Bad
2
Town
3
STARSHIP
All
Night
AND
PROPAIN
Me
From
DAWN
You
MISSY
Mama
ELLIOTT
In
AND
The
FT
or
Never
CHRISETTE
Bad
PUSHA
Bad
T
6
7
DOGG
Die
8
Below
9
Forgive
FT
Be
Kitchen
Zero
She
5
NACHO
SNOOP
Grind
FT
4
RICHARD
Wanna
FT
1
KITTY
Bad
COBRA
KELLY
Keep
MISS
Me
Gone
10
11
MICHELE
[Remix]
AND
JUICY
12
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