Eve

Eve - Let Go (Hit The Dance Floor) lyrics

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(feat. Jadakiss)



[Intro: Jadakiss] [talking]

A haha, yeah, Evey, Jada

Just Blaze, break it down

Let's Go, uh huh, 

See we gon' "Bring down the House" right now

D-Block style, what up, what up

Double R, Evey, Just Blaze, Jada

They Ain't Ready, who woulda believed

uh huh, yeah



[Eve: talking behind Jadakiss during Intro]

Uh, yeah, c'mon, c'mon

Uh, uh ohhh, uh, yeah, c'mon

uh uh, c'mon, c'mon, uh, yo, yo



[Eve]

Soon as I walk in all eyes on me, ain't got no time for the talkin

It's time to get the party sparkin

Crowd starts to slip for the darlin

Proceed with caution, I'm warnin

Yeah, hand clap I feel it from the back in the spot pack

Let's show the fellas, have Papi stop that

I'm here to unwind, two step wit a thug relax and fall back

No outlet for a plug, c'mon, I'm in the zone daddy

You got to leave, and no don't stop movin 'til the end a the song

Whole club starin at me, how I do it is known

Watchin my niggas gettin wild off a shots of Petron

Uh, know you feelin me, you can't handle the chick

Watchin the bottom, take never puttin your hands on me

It's always one that gotta test you out

Can't even dance without a nigga tryin to stress you out, yeah



[Chorus: Eve (Jadakiss)]

Fella, hit the dance floor don't play shy (uh uh)

Can't leave her alone starin at her all night (uh huh)

That's what you want, says you need her in your life (yeah)

You better pick her up



(Uh, yeah I hear you ma and that's all cool

But I'm a go over here and do me you can go do you

Grown folks don't play games they make moves

So let me hold somethin' huh)



[Jadakiss]

Yeah, I steps in like give me my space (what up)

They wanna know who it is, my hat low can't see my face

And it's just too hard to hate Kiss

For now give me a water then send a guard or waitress

I'm a be in the rear burnin a fat one

Somethin to hold me down, until the yak come

Gotta a 5 sack on the couch they ready

Three piece over there but they kinda heavy

Great chicks waitin on the word

And I got the older ones hatin on the birds

I wanna know, am I am pimp or a zip outta luck

Bishop Don Juan betta get my cup

And they ain't pay me to get on the mic

But if it's goin down then I might just pop shit on the mic

And before I let go please let me get anotha glass of Exo

Ready let's go



[Chorus]



[Eve]

Starin as I glide by

Four inches add a extra somethin to it, switch catchin all the side eyes

Saw somethin nice, but I never chase

And don't stop my movements while I cute face 'um

He lookin ok, I'm feelin alright

Crazy we ain't leavin 'til the sunlight

Partyin is worth it baby, only if it's done right

Over for you limited funds dudes that ain't nice

Don't matter where you from shake ya asses

It's on and poppin right now raise ya glasses

Front to the back a the club this shit rude

And you frontin if you up on the wall, c'mon boo

Uh, I'm gettin stalked every step a the way

But my dogs watch heavy while I'm out to play

Fantasizin while my hips move all in your face

Hopin I turn around and pull you close, give you a taste



[Chorus]
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