Paroles: Eve. Stop Hatin' (Skit).

Guy: Yo you know I just seen that new eve video, that thing on fire.

Girl: Who?

Guy: Eve! Bombshell. Yeah, Queen of Philadelphia.

Girl: (Raspberries) Yeah, right.

Guy: Awe c?on man, I know you ain? hatinon that young lady.

Girl: Oh no I ain? hatinI mean, she? alright?he ain? all that. But- she ain?
like that.

Guy: She more than alright, she just got a Grammy- talking about she alright.
She just got a Grammy.

Girl: I think that was all luck.

Guy: Awe, it? no luck- luck? This fucks me up. She got 4 million records, got
all this shit poppin' movies and all that shit and you from Philly standing
here talking about it? luck. That? crazy, that? crazy. I don? know who you
feeling right now, but that? some crazy shit. All my niggas and all the chicks
I know back home say that she the shit. And all them cop her shit- I don? know
what you talking about.

Girl: Do they ever see here, do she ever come to the hood? I don? never see her
down town, down south street!
Guy: Cuz she be busy, she got her shit poppin' You don? ever see her on South
street? She forever at Ishcabizzles. And it take 3 months and shit like that to
make movies, and 3 months albums, 3 months to tour, that? nine months outa your?
top hatin'

Girl:C?on man! I ain? hatin. C?on, I mean who she wanna be?

Guy: You all up here on this motherfucking corner with these motherfucking
baggy tights on, and your teeth all motherfucking yellow, sipping on some a
warm Sprit talking shit about her. She Crystal and caviar. What the fuck is you
talking about? You better stop with your 3 motherfucking extensions and 4
tracks.

Girl: Hold up, hold up.

Guy: Hold up what? What the fuck?

Girl: I

(Thanks to pietro for these lyrics)