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Topsongs van Ruff Ryders
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Ruff Ryders
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Eve
Komponist:in
Kasseem Dean
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Swizz Beatz
Produzent:in
Rich Keller
Mischtechniker:in
Songteksten
[Verse 1]
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh
What y'all want, huh?
Uh, uh, uh
[Verse 2]
Lubia, huh, papi screaming out of they mouth
Bombshell, just a second, mami, wanna speak out
What I need in my life, make your body freak out
Baby, seem like the type, married, sneak out
Like I'm balling, y'all, yes, I be appalling y'all
Type, hold it down, wanting all of y'all
Calling y'all, never chasing me down
Three weeks, heartbroken, yes, you hating me now
She speaks soft spoken till she dating the clown
I'm taking 'em down, reel 'em in and making 'em drown
Mistake, I said gimme that, I'm taking it now
What I need from a, negative in his sound
Audacity, even asking me for
I laugh, this **** is fast and free
Swatting him off when I see this **** is a flea
Plotting, of course, for riches, millionaire wanna be, uh-huh
[Verse 3]
What y'all **** want?
Can't touch
All y'all **** need
Is right here with me
Sounds y'all wanna hear
Swizz Beatz
I'm the one you fear
It's my time, feel me
[Verse 4]
Popular since I started my life
Eve, you know my name, probably the dangerous type
Brick house stallion, think you taming me right?
Not this baby Del-Philly streets, they raising her right
Keep it pretty, okay, make it gritty, be a lady
Need boots, pocket books, and a baby 3-80
But, prefer to keep it calm and cool
When I'm heated, I suggest you move
Just avoid a bad situation, what you got to prove?
Leave her be, chickens squawking, hating frequently
Mad they man is obsessed and stalking me
If he icy enough, I'm pricing his stuff
Be nice-y enough, then let him spin, I'm calling your bluff
Putting it down, Ruff Ryders putting they work
Snatched up the illest, pitbull in a skirt
Making 'em hurt, haters steady dishing up dirt
Changing the game, setting the rules, making it work, uh
[Verse 5]
What y'all **** want?
Can't touch
All y'all **** need
Is right here with me
Sounds y'all wanna hear
Swizz Beatz
I'm the one you fear
It's my time, feel me
[Verse 6]
Leaving 'em scared, mami taking all of this here
All of this fame, I'm hungry, hope you cats is prepared
Set me up and I'ma take it and run
You think it's a game, just check out how my format is done
Stoppin' ya shine, and I do it to perfection
Made a promise every time I touch the mic to bless 'em
Used to tease me, now I keep it greasy just to test 'em
Eve handcuff ****, but I don't arrest 'em
Shorty ****, hear them **** shouting my name
Make the thuggish **** scream watching me entertain
Brick when I lick the lips, just keeping it plain
Fantasizing 'bout this, got 'em going insane
Oohs and aahs, five-seven, thick in the thighs
Every thug's dream wife, see the love in they eyes
My time to shine, whole package make her a dime
Want some more, it ain't over, just keep pressing rewind, uh
[Verse 7]
What y'all **** want?
Can't touch
All y'all **** need
Is right here with me
Sounds y'all wanna hear
Swizz Beatz
I'm the one you fear
It's my time, feel me
[Verse 8]
What y'all **** want?
Can't touch
All y'all **** need
Is right here with me
Sounds y'all wanna hear
Swizz Beatz
I'm the one you fear
It's my time, feel me
[Verse 9]
(Uh, '99, like 2000)
(Ruff Ryders, Dru Hill)
(Swizz Beatz, Eve)
Coming for that, uh
Written by: Eve, Kasseem Dean