(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Can I turn you on by my word's spell?Â
Look into my eyes think I want you, can't tellÂ
Me I keep it sexy, daddy so I can't failÂ
Keep it gangsta for the cowards so I give 'em hellÂ
Call me misfit, lips spit a gang of trashÂ
Wrist glist now cause I make a gang of cashÂ
Light glance, still street with the do-ragÂ
Slang, spit game, change speech, how they do that?Â
Watch they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act outÂ
Broads with the screw face, smash on and knock outÂ
Ain't changed game game around me, I run the gameÂ
If I gotta keep it gritty so be it, I'm supposed to changeÂ
Like simple, dizzy broads ain't messin' with my mentalÂ
Natural born hustlin' bitch check what I've been throughÂ
Got mine took it from you, and now you slot mineÂ
Exec to my own shit, dawg I ownin' dot coms'Â
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Yo, yo I can understand why you're scared of EveÂ
Thought I did it one way, ain't prepared for meÂ
Huh, mad cause an image I don't care to beÂ
Realness, real shit, spit realityÂ
Attitude rude, that's the Philly in IÂ
Need me in the game, I'm the thrill in your lifeÂ
Breath of fresh airÂ
Little boys hang me on their wall, I grow 'em chest hairÂ
Why you listenin to other shit?Â
You go the best hereÂ
Come on try your luck shorty, I got the rest scaredÂ
Bet you anything you aint ready and you get left thereÂ
Ain't known for frontin' vouch for my behavior,Â
Same way they get down I get down for this paperÂ
Sixteen lean from my pence so you can test herÂ
Still need to know who I am then cop the recordÂ
Take it like a class on me and learn the lessonÂ
Bottom line my world, my way any questionsÂ
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Uh, yo power moves is made everyday by this thorough bitchÂ
I'mma get this bank anyway that I do this shitÂ
I was born to shine while most of y'all was borderline bullshitÂ
Know exactly what I want from me, you cats is clueless,Â
Dispose the flow through my hands like waterÂ
Heat starts growing from my son or my daughterÂ
Eve want her own cash, fuck what you bought herÂ
He spend, you owe, that's what mommy taught herÂ
All ball is played, won't starve todayÂ
Song after song I write so I get paidÂ
Thought I wasn't followin' up with the second roundÂ
Now bitch swallow it up while I shut it downÂ
Make em love me over again and over your nameÂ
Betcha they get over your style and over your fameÂ
Why you lookin sad at me, I ain't the blameÂ
Back to plan B baby I can feel your painÂ
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Who's that girl?Â
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)Â
Eve's that girlÂ
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
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