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Stuck Up Lyrics - Ruff Ryder's First Lady - Eve

(CJ) 

Yo Eve where you at man 

I'm tires of talkin' to this answering machine shit 

I seen you earlier but you know 

You was with them Ruff Ryder niggas 

I ain't really f**kin with it like that shit 

 

(Eve) 

Yo yo nigga if you shy move on 

Only room for a thug that can hold on 

Keep me right in the night early in the morn 

I need a dog that can buy it if the pressure's on 

Damn I hate it when I find out that you niggas soft 

Go run and hide for cover when the trouble starts 

I like it when he stay and play his part 

Ain't scared to put a slug through a nigga's heart 

Takes the best of both worlds don't discriminate 

East coast, West Coast I don't playa hate 

Platinum daytan on the 6-4 regulator 

Big trucks in the hood, black Navigator 

If you icy with the price, bring me that ring pa 

Might entice me to play nicely and come and get'cha 

You got a wifey, tell her nicely I'm in the picture 

Cause I ain't gon struggle for long and try to get'cha 

 

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(CJ) 

Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up 

Why you stay tryin to play me like yo ass is tough one 

My own f**kin money ain't good enough 

You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the f**k up 

But I love ya (come on ma) 

I need ya (understand ma) 

I got to have ya 

Eve, Eve I'd do anything to keep ya 

 

(Eve) 

Yo, thinking you fly on ya next tell cell, with accumulated jewels 

Smellin like you on doche, nigga you well 

Heard you ain't ready to share 

How can I live with you? Icy huh? 

Me standin' next to you bare, I heard your pockets knotted 

But me I'm scheming on the cottage 

And you a nigga to turn his back on a bitch 

Like I ain't got it and forget that 

Bratty type spoiled by the best black Caddy 

Escalated '99 edition get that 

And what you ain't equal to a shwang and I ain't with that 

Not impressed by all of this is mine but we can split that 

Give me all of it homebody this ain't no Kit Kat 

Start me off with time couple weeks and I could flip that 

What's this 50/50? 

You ain't breakin' off none, ya stash is limited 

 

I see it insufficient funds 

Mad cause I don't speak but why should you disrespect 

So until ya pockets swells speak to the back of my neck 

 

(CJ) 

Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up 

Why you stay tryin to play me like yo ass is tough one 

My own f**kin money ain't good enough 

You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the f**k up 

But I love ya (come on ma) 

I need ya (understand ma) 

I got to have ya 

Eve, Eve I'd do anything to keep ya 

 

(Eve) 

Yo, yo blonde hair must be an aphrodisiac for cats 

Want me, dick's be harder then aluminum bat's 

Flaunt me, I don't hang around with average cats 

With average whips, that spend average stacks 

I'm into anything but normal things 

Celly rings from tha broker at the stock exchange I'm hearing that 

Glacier filled chains all the haters starin' at me 

Make sure I stay nice keep ya bitches glaring at 

Wave ya Rollies in the air, yea last year 

Now I'm searching for the platinum iced out Cartier 

Laid up in da cuts in silk Dolce underwear 

Yeah baby spend that that's all I'm tryin to hear 

It's funny how I used to want the richest niggas 

Keep five on deck to see who get the quickest figures 

Cause I only want the pick of the litter for this one 

And now because my papers got bigger you gets none 

 

(CJ) 

Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up 

Why you stay tryin to play me like yo ass is tough one 

My own f**kin money ain't good enough 

You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the f**k up 

But I love ya (come on ma) 

I need ya (understand ma) 

I got to have ya 

Eve, Eve I'd do anything to keep ya 

 

Come on Eve why you talking crazy and all stuck up 

Why you stay tryin to play me like yo ass is tough one 

My own f**kin money ain't good enough 

You got a nigga so sick I'm bout to throw the f**k up 

But I love ya (come on ma) 

I need ya (understand ma) 

I got to have ya 

Eve, Eve I'd do anything to keep ya 

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