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Yo, yo, yo They wanna know  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Yo, yo Can I turn you on by my word spell  

Look into my eyes think I want you, can't tell  

Me I keep it sexy, daddy so I can't fail  

Keep it gangsta for the cowards so I give 'em hell  

Call me misfit, lips spit a gang of trash  

Wrist glist now cause I make a gang of cash  

Light glance, still street with the doo-rag  

Slang, spit game, change speech, how they do that?  

Watch they mouths drop, watch the crowds pop up and act out  

Broads with the screw face, smash on and knock out  

Ain't changed game don't run me, I run the game  

If I gotta keep it gritty so be it, I'm supposed to change  

Like simple, dizzy broads ain't fuckin with my mental Yo, yo,  

Natural born hustlin' bitch check what I've been through  

Got mine took it from you, and now you slot mine  

Exec to my own shit, dawg I'm ownin dot coms  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Yo, yo I can understand why you're scared of Eve  

Thought I did it one way, ain't prepared for me  

Huh, mad cause an image I don't care to be  

Realness, real shit, spit reality  

Attitude rude, that's the Philly in I  

Need me in the game, I'm the thrill in your life  

Breath of fresh air  

Little boys hang me on their wall, I grow 'em chest hair  

Why you listenin to other shit? You go the best here  

Come on try your luck shorty, I got the rest scared  

Bet you anything you aint ready and you get left there  

Ain't known for frontin' vouch for my behavior  

Same way they get down I get down for this paper  

Sixteen lean from my pence so you can test her  

Still need to know who I am then cop the record  

Take it like a class on me and learn the lesson  

Bottom line my world, my way any questions  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Uh, yo power moves is made everyday by this thorough bitch  

I'ma get this bank anyway that I do this shit  

I was born to shine while most of y'all was borderline bullshit  

Know exactly what I want from me, you cats is clueless,  

Dispose the flow through my hands like water  

Heat starts growing from my son or my daughter  

Eve want her own cash, fuck what you bought her  

He spend, you owe, that's what mommy taught her  

Hardball is played, won't starve today  

Song after song I write so I get paid  

Thought I wasn't followin' up with the second round  

Now bitch swallow it up while I shove it down  

Make em love me over again and over your name  

Betcha they get over your style and over your fame  

Why you lookin sad at me, I ain't to blame  

Back to plan B baby I can feel your pain  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Who's that girl? (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)  

Eve's that girl (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)