In Ya Face (Remix) Ebony Eyez (Ft. Trina)
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[Intro: Ebony Eyez]
It's time for the remix
Ebony Eyez, my girl, Trina
Now this what a Trackboyz beat sound like, baby
[Chorus: Ebony Eyez & Trina]
Now this the part where we break it down (Gon' and break it down)
Gon' break it down (Just break it down)
Gon' break it down (Gon' and break it down)
Gon' break it down (Just break it down)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Gon' pick it up)
[Verse 1: Ebony Eyez]
I'm fresh out the Lou' (Uh-huh), best out the Midwest, yes (Yeah)
Bet I can prove, put my money where my mouth at (Okay)
When it come to rappin' (Uh-huh), guess I'm somethin' like a captain (Uh-huh)
I go out and make it happen, while these other heffers yappin' (Woo)
I'm sick in my jeans (Yeah), killin' the scene
Watchin' my hips as they swing (Uh), hail to the queen
And you know that I'm a flow spitter (Uh-huh), better yet, a go-getter (Uh-huh)
So you know I'm no quitter (Uh-uh), leavin' chicken so bitter (That's right)
[Verse 2: Trina & Ebony Eyez]
One, two, don't stop, I gotta be the sho' shop (Okay)
I'm showin' off my backshot, hangin' like a back drop (Uh-huh)
I'm freakin' in a fast car, holdin' up the turnin' lane
Grab my hips and bend my waist (Uh) and shawty, do the damn thang (Yeah)
Good with the flex, best with the neck, yes (Yeah)
For the keys to the Benz or to the GS (Okay)
On the grind for the shine (Yeah), shine for the primetime
Real thick from behind, sick when I'm face down, yo (Oh, uh, oh, oh)
It's time for the remix
Ebony Eyez, my girl, Trina
Now this what a Trackboyz beat sound like, baby
[Chorus: Ebony Eyez & Trina]
Now this the part where we break it down (Gon' and break it down)
Gon' break it down (Just break it down)
Gon' break it down (Gon' and break it down)
Gon' break it down (Just break it down)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Just pick it up)
Now pick it up (Gon' pick it up)
[Verse 1: Ebony Eyez]
I'm fresh out the Lou' (Uh-huh), best out the Midwest, yes (Yeah)
Bet I can prove, put my money where my mouth at (Okay)
When it come to rappin' (Uh-huh), guess I'm somethin' like a captain (Uh-huh)
I go out and make it happen, while these other heffers yappin' (Woo)
I'm sick in my jeans (Yeah), killin' the scene
Watchin' my hips as they swing (Uh), hail to the queen
And you know that I'm a flow spitter (Uh-huh), better yet, a go-getter (Uh-huh)
So you know I'm no quitter (Uh-uh), leavin' chicken so bitter (That's right)
[Verse 2: Trina & Ebony Eyez]
One, two, don't stop, I gotta be the sho' shop (Okay)
I'm showin' off my backshot, hangin' like a back drop (Uh-huh)
I'm freakin' in a fast car, holdin' up the turnin' lane
Grab my hips and bend my waist (Uh) and shawty, do the damn thang (Yeah)
Good with the flex, best with the neck, yes (Yeah)
For the keys to the Benz or to the GS (Okay)
On the grind for the shine (Yeah), shine for the primetime
Real thick from behind, sick when I'm face down, yo (Oh, uh, oh, oh)
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