In Ya Face (Remix)

[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)

[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 3: Ebony Eyez]
Now I'm back in the hood (Uh-huh), wish you really would trip (Okay)
I'ma show you what's good, get it understood, trick (Yeah)
I ain't really into playin' (Uh), listen close to what I'm sayin'
I put a couple grand, bet that I could take your man (Ohh)
I'm a beast on the beats, sweep on the streets
Spit like a clip full of heat (Uh), y'all obsolete
Call me the newest in the game (Right), you already know the name (Right)
Better open up a lane (Right), oh, but you could keep the fame (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Trina]
Gimme this and take that, and do it how you 'sposed to
Beat a chick and stop a dick, and tell him what he won't do
I keeps the coochie bangin' like a Trackboyz loop
(Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh)
Show a booty shot into the Gucci shop a new purse
Tell the whole world how you did your girl in a verse
Yo, you don't know nann ho, an' ho anywhere
That's cuter in the face, but ass stickin' out e'rywhere

[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)

[Outro: Ebony Eyez]
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