[Eve]
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Uh, uh, uh, huh Yo, yo
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Drop your glasses, shake your asses
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¼úÀÜÀ» ´øÁö°í, ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ Èçµé¾î
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Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
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¾ó±¼Àº Ç÷¡½¬°¡ Àܶà ÅÍÁö´ÂµíÀÌ Âô±×·Á
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Which one, pick one, this one, classic
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¾î´À °ÍÀ»? Çϳª¸¸ °ñ¶ó, ÀÌ°Å, Ŭ·¡½ÄÀÌÁö
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Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
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±Ý¹ß°ú »¡°, ±×·¡ ³ °·ÄÇØ
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Why this, why that, lips stop askin
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ÀÌ°Ç ¿Ö, Àú°Ç ¿Ö, ±×¸¸ Á» ¹°¾î
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Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
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³» ¸»À» µé¾î, ÆíÈ÷ ½¬°í ¿òÁ÷¿©
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Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
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°í¼Óµµ·Îó·³, ¸Ó¸®¸¦ µÚ·Î Á¦³¢°í, ÀÎÆÄ ¼ÓÀ» µ¹¾Æ´Ù³à
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This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
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À̹ø°Ç °ÇØ, À§Çè¹°Áú·Î Ãë±ÞµÇ¾î¾ßÇØ
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Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
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³Ê³×µéÀº Âü ȲöÇÏÁö, ¾Æ´Ï! ³ó´ãÀ̾ß
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Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
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±¤´ëµéÀ» ã¾Æ³»¸é ¿ôÀ½À» ¸ØÃâ ¼ö ¾øÁö
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Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
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½±°Ô ¿À¸é ½±°Ô °¡, E-V´Â ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³²¾Æ
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Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
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ÁúÅõ? Àؾî¹ö·Á, °á°ú´Â ÂüȤÇÒ ¼ö Àְŵç
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Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
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³Ê³×µé ¸î¸îÀº °¡»ç¸¦ ¸ø ½á, ³Ê¹« ¸Ú¸¸ »ý°¢ÇÏÁö
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None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine
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³Ê³×µéÀº Çϳªµµ Á¦´ë·Î °È°Å³ª »ó»óÀ» ¸øÇØ
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Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
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¸¶Ä¡ Ç渮¿ìµå ½ºÅ¸ °°Áö, Áö³ª°¡
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Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
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ÄÆÀ̾ß, Ä«¸Þ¶ó´Â ²¨Á³¾î, ÁøÂ¥¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô
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CHORUS: Gwen Stefani
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And if I had to give you more
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¶Ç ³Ê¿¡°Ô ´õ Áà¾ßÇϴ°žß?
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It's only been a year
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1³â¹Û¿¡ ¾È µÇ¾úÁö¸¸
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Now I got my foot through the door
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¹® ¼Ó¿¡ ¹ßÀ» µé¿©³õ¾Ò°í
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And I aint goin nowhere
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ÀÌÁ¨ ¾Æ¹« °÷¿¡µµ ¾È °¡
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It took a while to get me in
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µé¾î°¡´Â µ¥´Â Á» ¿À·¡ °É·ÈÁö
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And I'm gonna take my time
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¿©À¯¸¦ °¡Áö·Á°í ÇØ
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Don't fight that bull shit in your ear
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±Ó¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÆÄ°íµå´Â °ÅÁþ¿¡ ¸Â¼Áö¸¶
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Now let me blow ya mind
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ÀÌÁ¦ ´Ï ¸¶À½À» ³¯·ÁÁÙ°Ô
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[Eve]
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They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy(?)
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±×µéÀº ÀºÇà¿¡ µ·À» ½×°í Àç¹Õ°Ô ³î·ÁÇØ, ¾îÁö·¯¿ö
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Shank up, haters wanna come after me
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´Ù¸®¸¦ ¿Ã·Á, ¾ÈƼµéÀº ³ª¸¦ ÂÑÁö
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You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat
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³Í °»½ºÅÍ°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó Àå³²Ù·¯±â, ¸ÔÀ»°Ô ³Ê¹« ¸¹Áö
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Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
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±æ ¾Õ¿¡ ¹ìµéÀº ³»°Ô ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ°í ÀÖ¾î
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Now while you grittin your teeth
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ÀÚ ³Í À̸¦ °¥°í ÀÖ±º
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Frustration baby you gotta breathe
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´ä´äÇϱ¸³ª, ¼ûÀ» ½¬¾î¾ßÇØ
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Take alot more that you to get rid of me
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³¯ ¾ø¾Ö¹ö¸®·Á¸é ÈξÀ ´õ ³ë·ÂÀ» ÇؾßÇØ
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You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
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º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ ³ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¸øÇÏ´Â °É ÇØ, ÀÌ°Ô ³ªÁö
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Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
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¹«´ë¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó°¡´Â °Ç ¾î·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, º¸À̴´ë·Î ¹Þ¾Æµé¿©
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Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
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½ºÆ©µð¿À¿¡ ³¯ ¸¸³ª·¯ ¿Í, Ææ°ú Á¾ÀÌ, ³î¶ö°Å¾ß
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Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
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Çã, ³» 16 ¸¶µð, ³ª¸¸ÀÇ °¡»ç¸¦ ½á
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Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
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³» ¸»¼Ø¾¾¸¦ »ç¶ûÇØ, À¢¸¸Çؼ± ÀÌ·¸Áö ¸øÇÏÁö
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Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
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µÎ¹ø° ÀÛ¾÷, µÎ·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, µ¶Æ¯ÇÑ ³à¼®
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All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
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¾ðÁ¦³ª ´Ï ÆÒÀ» ³»²¬·Î ¸¸µå´Â ¹æ¹ý¸¸ »ý°¢ÇØ
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Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
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ÃæÇ÷µÈ ´«, ½ºÆ®·¹½º, ´Ï µî»À¿¡ ¼Ò¸§ÀÌ µ¸¾Æ
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Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your rhymes
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Çã, ±¸¿ªÁúµµ ³¯°É, Â÷¶ó¸® ´Ï ¶óÀÓµµ ³»°¡ ¾µ°É
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CHORUS
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[Eve]
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Let your bones crack
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»À¸¦ ²ª¾î
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Your back pop, I can't stop
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µî¿¡¼ ¼Ò¸®°¡ ³ªµµ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ
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Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
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ÈïºÐ, ´Ï ¸¶¸®È³ª »óÀÚ¿Í °Ç¹è
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fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
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Á¨Àå, thug°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î, ³ µ·À» ¹àÇô
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Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
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Á¶ÁØÇÏ°í, ¹ß»ç, ÁþÀ̰ܹö¸±°Ô
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Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
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±×·¡, ÁþÀÌ°Ü ¹ö¸°´Ù°í, D-R-E
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Back track, think back, E-V-E
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µÚ·Î µ¹¾Æ°¡, ȸ»óÇغÁ, E-V-E
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Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
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¸¾¿¡ µé¾î? (¿ì) ±×·¡¾ßÁö, ³ ³Î ¾Ë¾Æ
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Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
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¹«´ë¿¡¼ ´«±æÀ» º¸³»ÀÚ¸¶ÀÚ ³Í È¥¼ö»óÅ¿¡ ºüÁ³¾úÁö
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Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
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¾È ¹Ï±ä´Ù¸é º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô, ³Î µ¥·Á°¥°Ô
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Turn you on, tension gone, give you relief
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ÈïºÐ½ÃÄÑÁÙ°Ô, ±äÀåÀÌ »ç¶óÁ³¾î, ¾Èµµ°¨À» ÁÖÁö
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Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
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³» ¸»À» µéÀ»¶© Æøź ¼Ó¿¡ ´Ï ¹ÏÀ½À» ³Ö¾î³ö
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?Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
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ÃãÀ» ¸¹ÀÌ Ãç, ÀÌÇØÇØ(?) ÀÌÁ¦ ³ ¿Ïº®ÇØ, uh huh
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Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
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¿©ÀüÇÑ ¾ß»ý¸¶, ¸¶¸®È³ª´Â °è¼Ó ½×¿©
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Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
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Ryde or Die´Ù, °³³â¾Æ, Double R, ±â¾î´Ù´Ò ¼ö ¾øÁö
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Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
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Á¶½ÉÇØ, ³ Âø·úÇÏ´Â °÷À» ¾¦¹çÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé°Åµç
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Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on
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³ ¿©±â ÀÖ¾î, ½Ç¼ö´Â ¾øÁö ´Ù °èȹÇÑ °Å´Ï±î
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CHORUS
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Let Me Blow Ya Mind (Feat. Gwen Stefani)
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