Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Philly, Philly, artist - Eve. Date of issue: 13.09.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Philly, Philly |
| Beenie Siegal |
| Philly is where I’m from |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |