Double R What Lyrics - Eve-olution - Eve

(Intro) 

Jadakiss: What up what up what up, yea! 

Styles: Eve let's do it again! Hahaha... 

(Verse 1: Styles) 

Yea it's the ghost Jada and Eve 

I squeeze my shit, I don't wave it and leave 

Y'all motherf**kin' extra lame 

Here's the game, when I shoot seeds, your man can catch your brain 

He looked a hero when he drove the taxi in the hallway 

Shootin' niggas down if they clothes is tacky 

Get an 18 or brick and my clothes is khaki 

And the Porsche got a glass roof 

The blunt got a live purple haze in it, little bit of hash too 

See me when I pass through, f**k around and I'ma blast you 

Do what I have to, tryin' to get my math too 

I leave a message, ain't a phone I use 

I call my niggas, bat 'em down, they bones I bruise 

Leave 50 niggas dead, niggas know my groove 

Another 20 more engine niggas know my tools 

I got a gun, you need to stand fo' 

F**K YOU BRING YO' MAN FO'?! 

(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve) 

Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What 

First come the hawk, then next come the toast 

Related 

23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head 

HOT SONG: Lil Nas X - 'Panini' - LYRICS 

POPULAR SONG: Post Malone - 'Circles' - LYRICS 

Jadakiss: K to the R Double R what 

Send mad cowards on they way to Allah 

Eve: E-V-E, Double R What 

First lady, I just point, they squeeze 

Ryde or Die, Double R What 

Better keep your hammer right by your side 

(Verse 2: Jadakiss) 

I gave you the best flows 

On top of that, I even made niggas set goals 

I wanna know how many bullets can your flesh hold 

Thirty-two, or whatever the tech holes 

My dirty crew rather hawk you to death rather than talk you to death 

'Cause listenin' is like livin' when yo' talkin' is death 

So y'all better start readin' before you start bleedin' 

And the odds was against us before we got EVE-n 

Niggas in the hood don't give a f**k if you rich 

Or drunk with the Prince CD own, bumpin' a kiss 

Nigga frontin' I get my you in the pump kinda hot out 

Hit the button put the roof in the trunk 

Play the block with the Royal Blue 45 and make your mouth leak 

Can't f**k with NY 

Get my diesel from South Beach 

you ain't got a ride, getchu a cab 

ya' bitches is mad 

Eve got the shit and smash 

(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve) 

Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What 

First come the hawk, then next come the toast 

Jadakiss: K to the R, Double R what 

Send mad cowards on they way to Allah 

Eve: E-V-E, Double R What 

First lady, I just point, they squeeze 

Ryde or Die, Double R What 

Better keep your hammer right by your side 

(Verse 3: Eve) 

I'm a savage bitch 

Ain't nobody gettin' close to this 

And ain't nobody flipped and wrote the shit 

And can't nobody sit and coach this shit 

You feelin' lucky? then aproach me, shit 

I'm like the glass, you just the coaster bitch; Under me! 

You wanna make it ugly, can't do nothin' 'bout it 

Angry at the public, buggin' me 

Rat bitch, pot bitch, hungover hot bitch 

Wantin' all that money, f**kin' gettin' all that rock, shiiit 

Scared of who? huh, we goin' get rid of you 

Climbin' the walls wit' gimmicks, that shit is pitiful 

Dawgs close by me, so why try me 

They wan' cop me but they too sloppy 

Damn, I gotchu stuck in a box 

You feelin' trapped, got your stomach in knots 

'Cause I ain't lettin' go 

I keepin' it locked 

I know you gettin' mad 'cause your luck's up 

Plus I'm a purebread, baby, I don't f**k with mutts 

Come on! 

(Chorus: Styles, Jadakiss, Eve) 

Styles: S be the ghost, Double R What 

First come the hawk, then next come the toast 

Jadakiss: K to the R, Double R what 

Send mad cowards on they way to Allah 

Eve: E-V-E, Double R What 

First lady, I just point, they squeeze 

Ryde or Die, Double R What 

Better keep your hammer right by your side