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to ride
To keep the heater right by her side

[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
Your fanbase wanna get rid of you
Still in the hood doin it
I don't know why I'm doin this, we don't eve move a lot of units
But ain't no threats,
happy 

So, if you've been good yourself 
You might see the happy elf 
Stop by your house and make 
You very happy 

The happy elf 
I'm the happy elf 
I'm
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
Down on the corner of love
When it's late in the eve'nins
And I can't help but feelin'
That my heart you're a steelin'
'Neath the stars up above
literature
Your fanbase want to get rid of you
Still in the hood doin' it
I don't know why I'm doin' this, we don't eve move a lot of units
But ain't no
the family it was trained by Adam and eve it was so

Your great granddad and grandma and decided it wouldn't leave 
I had to make the grass more greener I
my world
Ya know what I'm talkin' 'bout look I say

Get your shine on, get your shine on
Get your shine on, so pimpin' stop hatin'
Get your shine on,
Chorus:
Look at all these haters surrounding me every day
hatin on a baller but they can't stop my pay
stop all the hatin I can't take it no more
the ski room
And it's Christmas eve in a sad cafe
When the moon gets this way
There's a little blue jay
By the newsstand
Wearing red shoes

So meet
I preach my dear friends you are about to receive on john barley
Corn, nicotine and the temptations of eve.
[john doesn't sing/say this first
And it's Christmas eve in a sad cafe
When the moon gets this way
There's a little blue jay
By the newsstand
Wearing red shoes
So meet me tonight by
(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)

No parkin'
by ourself
And play them hatin ass muthaufuckas to the left

I ride in the back wit lil buss niggas 
All of em back wit em black wit em black pumps
From the bells of St Mary
To the Count of Monte Cristo
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
Nothing can stop
The sins of Memphisto

Sally used
done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't that a shame
Bill
the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'Member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't
the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'Member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't
the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't
Hello, wherever you are
Are you dancing on the dance floor or drinking by the bar?
Tonight we do it big, and shine like stars
We don't give a fuck
Formica floors
Shoes by Jimmy Chu's and Michael Core's
Fuck Thelma and Louise, it's Trina and Eve (uh, yeah)

Hook
(Eve)
I'm not a regular bitch, I
the rent,
I know I've done you wrong;
'member that rainy eve that
I threw you out,
With nothing but a fine-tooth comb?
I know I'm to blame,
Well, ain't
and champagne
So come a little closer baby
I've got something for you
Won't stop until we're through

Come warm me up, it's cold outside
Let's bundle up by
You're thuggin and you love the streets
Huggin the block, sellin rocks, gettin major heat
And niggaz hatin, and you ain't stop to think about
(and stay)

Good morning love, it's me again
As Christmas day begins again, I think of you
I know that time has passed us by
I tell myself to stop