I Got What You Need
Eve ft. Swizz Beatz Lyrics

Yo stop the tape, hold on
Attention! Pause the music, let's focus

Listen man, this Swizz
Listen carefully, this is Swizz talking

It's not a game, it's going down
This is serious, things are happening

We ain't playing wit y'all
We're not joking around

Scorpion, sting that ass
We'll attack like a scorpion and sting hard

And we doing this for the, 2001, let's rock
We're making this for the year 2001, let's deliver

World, premiere
You're about to witness something exclusive

E-V-E, let's, let's get it, get it
I'm Eve, let's get started

Stop
Stop the music

I got what you need
I have what you're looking for

So tell me what you need
I'm asking you to tell me what you want

Now, ladies, ladies, ladies, ladies
Attention ladies

Ladies, ladies, ladies
More attention to all the ladies

Uh, yo
Listen up

hey, hey
I'm calling out to you

This the only record in the crate
This is the only track that matters

The only shit worth playing
The only song worth listening to

Swizz got niggas screaming "Dog, you O-Din"
Swizz's beats are making people go crazy

Do what I do best
I'm doing what I'm good at

Spit shit
Rap lyrics with skill

You know me and Drag fit tight
Me and Drag have a great rapport

But that goes without saying
That's obvious

See you stalling on the floor
I see you hesitating on the dancefloor

What you standing for?
Why aren't you moving?

Scared thug, can't enjoy ya cash
You're a coward who can't even enjoy your money

What you balling for?
Why do you even have money?

Crabs that ain't got nothing to add
Useless people who have nothing to offer

What you calling for?
Why are you even calling?

Ladies, this one's for you
This song is dedicated to the ladies

Get ya party flowing right now
Let's get the party started

Baby, no time to relax
There's no time to rest, let's keep the energy up

niggas trying to holla
Guys are trying to get your attention

Get the tag, yeah he eat that
Use the credit card, he'll pay for it

And if he acting cheap
And if he's being stingy

Then fuck 'em, you ain't need that
Forget him, you don't need him

Send a bottle wit a note
Send a bottle of alcohol with a message

Sip, get ya teeth wet
Take a drink and loosen up

So niggas where yo ladies at?
Where are the ladies at, fellas?

Ladies where yo niggas at?
Where are the guys at, ladies?

Killers where yo clickers at?
Where's your crew at, hardcore guys?

Took it, I won't give it back
I took it and I'm not giving it back

Swallow this Cris while I
Drink this Cristal while I

Get you where yo ribs is at
Get you to loosen up and have fun

And yeah thats how I spit 'em tracks
And that's how I deliver my verses

They make you wanna get a rest
They make you feel hot and want to chill out

Shit, write my shit Drag
Actually, let Drag write this song for me

Treat you like you stole a pack
Treat you like you're important

You probably never sold crack, now can I get a soul clap?
You probably don't have street creds, but can you show some appreciation?

Clap twice I'm that nice
Clap twice if you know I'm great

Ya funny fagots like Bernie Mac in +Life+
You guys are hilarious like Bernie Mac from the movie Life

Lets see y'all make it past the gun line
Let's see if you can survive on the streets

Ya want it, come take mine
You want it? Come and try to take what's mine

I walk and talk my shit
I talk trash and back it up

Breaker, breaker, one, nine
This is a radio code to get attention

Eve let them bitches know
Eve, tell those ladies

Three running wit the flow
Three of us going with the rhythm

We gonna block them though
We'll stop those people from getting in our way

Then we gonna lock the door
And then we'll lock the door

In the club we get our niggas in
We're able to get our friends to come into the club

We pay off security
We bribe the club's security guards

Same niggas that couldn't get in
The same guys who weren't allowed in before

Ya niggas remember me
You guys remember who I am

Stuck up, don't reply
When I ask where you are, don't be snobbish

That's right, keep it live
That's correct, keep the party going

West Coast, we could ride
We can roll on the West Coast

East Coast, fucking live
The East Coast knows how to party

Dirty, Dirty South, bounce that
Dirty South, let's dance

Make 'em bounce that
Make them bounce and move

Nigga this here nasty
This song is vulgar and naughty

Keep the shit rocking
Let's keep the song and party going

Always Double-R, keep shit knocking
We're always Ruff Ryders, let's keep it loud

You know how Ruff Ryders do
You know the style of Ruff Ryders

You push, we "Ryde or Die" all you
You challenge us, we'll fight or defend ourselves

I got heat to make the steam boil
I have the skills to make you sweat

Heard you was fronting on the camp niggas
I heard you were disrespecting my crew

Stop that hot shit, all day
Stop being arrogant all the time

Clown yeah, we got that
We're mocking and insulting you, and we can do that well

Ya ain't ready for this shit right here
You're not prepared for what's coming

Ya ain't ready for this thing right here
You can't handle this thing

Bounce! Bounce! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Dance and jump around!

Oh! Swizz Beatz!
Oh! It's Swizz Beatz!

I keep my chain sipping
My necklace is dripping

Two-thousand-and-one
The year 2001

Put fire on ya ass!
We'll light you up!

We gon' peep that fire on ya ass!
We'll witness that fire on your ass!

Let's go
Let's get started

That's right
That's correct

Play the shit right
Play the music correctly