Let me blow ya mind
Исполнитель: Eve G.Stefani
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Uh, uh, uh, huh<br>Yo, yo<br>Drop your glasses, shake your asses<br>Face screwed up like you having hot flashes<br>Which one, pick one, this one, classic<br>Red from blonde, yeah bitch I`m drastic<br>Why this, why that, lips stop askin<br>Listen to me baby, relax and start passin<br>Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic<br>This one strong should be labeled as a hazard<br>Some of y`all niggas hot, sike I`m gassin<br>Clowns I spot em and I can`t stop laughin<br>Easy come, easy go, E-V gon` be lastin<br>Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic<br>Some of y`all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion<br>None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine<br>Alotta y`all Hollywood, drama, passed it<br>Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it<br><br>And if I had to give you up<br>It`s only been a year<br>Now I got my foot through the door<br>And I aint goin nowhere<br>It took awhile to get me in<br>And I`m gonna take my time<br>Don`t fight that good shit in your ear<br>Now let me blow ya mind<br><br>They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy(?)<br>Shank up, haters wanna come after me<br>You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat<br>Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me<br><br>Now while you grittin your teeth<br>Frustration baby you gotta breathe<br>Take alot more that you to get rid of me<br>You see I do what they can`t do, I just do me<br>Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see<br>Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don`t believe<br>Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines<br>Love for my wordplay that`s hard to find<br>Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind<br>All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine<br>Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine<br>Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your lines<br><br>And if I had to give you up<br>It`s only been a year<br>Now I got my foot through the door<br>And I aint goin nowhere<br>It took awhile to get me in<br>And I`m gonna take my time<br>Don`t fight that good shit in your ear<br>Now let me blow ya mind<br><br>Let your bones crack<br>Your back pop, I can`t stop<br>Excitement, glock shots from your stash box<br>Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route<br>Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out<br>Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E<br>Back track, think back, E-V-E<br>Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you<br>Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too<br>Don`t believe I`ll show you, take you with me<br>Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief<br>Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me<br>?Dancin much, get it all? now I`m complete, uh huh<br>Still stallion, brick house, pile it on<br>Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can`t crawl<br>Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on<br>Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on<br><br>And if I had to give you up<br>It`s only been a year<br>Now I got my foot through the door<br>And I aint goin nowhere<br>It took awhile to get me in<br>And I`m gonna take my time<br>Don`t fight that good shit in your ear<br>Now let me blow ya mind