get yo' ass asthma with all that coughing, yeah [COUGH]
 Eve where you at? Ayo Trina where you at? [laughing]
 Ayo Brat
 Picture this, Eve walking down the street with two gats by her side
 The one on her right Trina, the one on her left I
 In a high holster, studded in rhinestone
 Ready to cock back, we bust and your mind blown
 Just like that, braggadocious cuz I'm the dopesest Brat
 Most of these niggas focus on the ass that's fat
 And I'm just so ferocious to the rhythm of a high hat
 Why ask why? Cuz how, whenever I do it I buy what I wanna buy
 Do what the fuck I wanna do til I die
 Shinin on everybody for the world to see
 My timin is always perfect, endlessly
 I deserve to swerve a little and splurge alot
 With the nerve I got, wearin these blindin rocks
 Got Chicago, Miami, and Philly
 A collabo, of three of the illest bitches, really

 CHORUS: Eve
 Gangsta bitch, gangsta ice, gangsta whip
 Gangsta clothes, gangsta money, gangsta shows
 Gangsta purse, gangsta shoes, gangsta verse
 We the bitches that the gangstas thirst
 Gangsta song, gangsta brawn, gangsta thong
 Huh, we the bitches that the gangstas on
 Gangsta bottle, gangsta trees
 Gangsta Brat, gangsta Trina, and gangsta Eve

 [Trina]
 Uh, uh, uh
 Miss Purina, Trina the M-I-A bitch
 Them I play wit, eenie meenie meiny mo
 Pickin basically the richest nigga, for the baddest bitch
 Me, Eve, and Brat, it's banannas shit
 We aint havin this, I steps on toes
 In a pair of hot shorts and eight inch stelletoes
 Iced out, drippin in Channell
 Prada, Gucci, and all that
 I make 'em fall back
 Hair done, fresh metti and peticure, bikini wax
 Gotta keep the cat smooth so when my nigga ask for the pussy
 It's good and wet
 After just one fuck, you won't forget
 I'm made up in the tropics gettin sunburned
 Bare ass out with the diamond thong on
 Nigga you thought you got yo' freak on in Japan
 But I was gettin my creep on with yo' man
 Cuz I'm a hot bitch...

 [Mo'Nique]
 Official Ryde or Die bitches, believe that

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 [Eve]
 Uh, yo
 When three raw bitches get together it's off the chain
 Thought you found a spot to fill, you lost the game
 Boss bitches stallion, scream they name
 Hate us cuz our life right, eatin from the game
 Only fuck with the realest, don't associate with lames
 How the fuck can't you feel us? Three of the illest dames
 S-C-X-Y, Trina, Brat, and oooh I
 Bombshell, other bitches is true lies
 I'ma keep it simple, rock how I'm meant to
 Pretty with the heels on, or shitty with the Tim boots
 Do it how I wanna do it, question my mind
 You gon' understand from the rest of my lines
 Bitch please, you might as well be on freeze, when it's Eve
 You aint really tryin to fuck the game up, you just a tease
 You don't want it when I really get buck, you wanted peace
 Have you hidin in a hole when my album got released

 CHORUS 2X