Eve

Eve - Philly Philly lyrics

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Beenie Siegal
 Philly is where I'm from

 [Beenie Siegal]
 We from P H I L A period  PA period  Eve they hearing it
 Believe they fearing it  but loving it though
 I hate the game  fuck the fame but I'm loving the dough
 You couldn't tell me in a million years
 And a thousands bars that I roam the reservoir with dogs
 Show the world what "crew love" was about
 Drop adrenaline. "4 5 6"
 I showed them what a thug was about
 I know you love flossing wit X, busting them checks
 Getting tattoos, paw prints on your chest
 I aint' mad, baby get that cash
 Make them hating bitches kiss your ass
 Ruff Ryde lift that strap
 I'm gon walk till I see how these flee's gon feel
 When I come through wit the whip with the bee's on the wheel
 Burgundy thing, cream gut, cherry wood
 Steering wheel, or be surround by the wing on the hood
 I know they like "how they collide"
 He roll wit Roc, you Ruff Ryde but we black friday tied
 How you think they gon feel seeing us grammy night
 Let me tell you, a bunch of if, and's and mics
 Billboard charts, source ad and mics
 And if I say so myself "goddamn we tight"
 Fuck being humble ain't no other way to end this
 We ain't open up the doors, we knocked that bitch up off the hinges

 Chorus
 Oh Philly, Philly,
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from

 [Eve]
 Yo, yo yo
 No doubt we represent P-H-I-L-A period
 E-V-E eve period, fuck wit Beenie period
 We gon hold it down for illdelph for life
 Came through made a name nigga nailed it tight
 And now we shine, been knew, shit it was about time
 Switched from streets to beats, platinum lines
 Used to struggle in the hood just to brodie the mic
 Took the fame cause they ain't give it us, now we excite
 The biggest crowds and they screaming loud PHILLY THE SHIT
 Rocc-a-fella rap guerrilla, blond bombshell bitch
 I Ruff Ryde, take your mind shit you doing the same
 Work hard now the streets stay shouting our names
 Fame is funny, get money, snakes in the grass
 When the hostility shows, niggas face get smashed
 But I stay grounded, brick house stallion
 My bitches keep me real while I make millions
 Pile it all, we gon have it all any minute
 Give it back the hood and we gon ball in a minute
 Cause any thing we want, we gon have it on our plates
 Matter of time before we killed the beans it was our fate
 And cats were stressed, gave it all they expected less
 Disrespect take it back the hood, protect your chest
 Try to break us but we broke through
 Got the job done, that's what's up
 Running shit now tell them where I am from

 Chorus:
 Oh Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Phily, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
 Philly, Philly
 Philly where I am from
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Language: English

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