Got What You Need - Eve, Drag-On

Yo, stop the tape, hold on

Listen, man, this Swizz

It’s not a game, it’s goin' down

We ain’t playin' with y’all

Scorpion, sting that ass

And we doin' this for the…

2001, let’s rock

World premiere

World premiere

E-V-E, let’s, let’s get it, get it started (Woo)

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Tell me what you need

I got

Now, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Uh, yo, ayo, ayo

This the only record in the crate, the only shit worth playin'

Swizz got niggas screamin', «Dog, you O-Din»

Do what I do best, spit shit

You know me and Drag fit tight but that goes without sayin'

See you stallin' on the floor, what you standin' for?

Scared thug, can’t enjoy ya cash, what you ballin' for?

Crabs that ain’t got nothin' to add, what you callin' for?

Ladies, this one’s for you, get ya party flowin'

Right now, baby, no time to relax

Niggas tryna holla, get the tab, yeah, he eat that

And if he actin' cheap, then fuck 'em, you ain’t need that

Send a bottle with a note, sip, get ya teeth wet

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Tell me what you need

I got

Now, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

So niggas where yo' ladies at?

Ladies where yo' niggas at?

Killaz where yo' clickaz at?

Took it, I won’t give it back

Swallow this Cris' while I get you where yo' ribs is at

And yeah, that’s how I spit 'em tracks

They make you wanna get a rest

Shit, write my shit Drag

Treat you like you stole a pack

You probably never sold crack, now can I get a soul clap?

Clap twice, I’m that nice

Ya funny faggots like Bernie Mac in Life

Let’s see y’all make it past the gun line

Ya want it, come take mine

I walk and talk my shit

Breaka, breaka, one, nine

Eve let them bitches know

Three runnin' with the flow

We gonna block them though

Then we gonna lock the door

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Tell me what you need

I got

Now, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Yo, yo

In the club, we get our niggas in, we pay off security

Same niggas that couldn’t get in, ya niggas remember me

Ayo, ladies, where you at?

Stuck up, don’t reply

Where you at?

(Here we go!)

That’s right, keep it live

West Coast, we could ride

East Coast, fuckin' live

Dirty, Dirty South, bounce that

Make 'em bounce back

Nigga this here nasty, keep the shit rockin'

Always Double-R, keep shit knockin'

You know how Ruff Ryders do

You push, we «Ryde or Die» for you

I got heat to make the steam boil

Heard you was frontin' on the camp niggas

Stop that hot shit, all day

Clown, yeah, we got that

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

I got what you need

So tell me what you need

Tell me what you need

I got what you need

Tell me what you need

I got

Now, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies

Oh, boy

Ya ain’t ready for this shit right here

Ya ain’t ready for this thing right here

Bounce, bounce, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Swizz Beatz

I keep my chain sippin'

Put fire on ya ass

We gon' peep that fire on ya ass

Let’s go

That’s right

Play the shit right