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? Huh 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 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
Yo, yo I can understand why they'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 got the best here Come on try your luck, shorty, I got the rest scared Bet you anything you ain't 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 16 lean from my pen 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? Uh, c'mon, c'mon (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Eve's that girl, uh, yo, yo, yo (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Who's that girl? Uh, say my name, y'all (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Eve's that girl, yo (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
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, and most of y'all's 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, f*ck what you bought her He spend, you owe, that's what mommy taught her So 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
Geffen Records made history on June 27, 1994 when Aerosmith's "Head First" became the first major label song made available for exclusive digital download. Download speeds at the time were so slow it took around 75 minutes to download the track.