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    "Let Me Blow Ya Mind" Lyrics

    Eve feat. Gwen Stefani

    Genre:Hip-Hop, R&B
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    Uh, uh, uh, huh
    Yo, yo
    Drop your glasses, shake your asses
    Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
    Which one, pick one, this one, classic
    Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
    Why this, why that, lips stop askin
    Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
    Expressway, head back, weavin' through the traffic
    This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
    Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin'
    Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin'
    Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin'
    Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
    Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
    None of you aint Gisell, cat walk and imagine
    Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
    Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it

    [Gwen Stefani]
    And if I had to give you more,
    It's only been a year
    Now I got my foot through the door
    And I aint goin' nowhere
    It took a while to get me here
    And I'm gonna take my time
    Don't fight that good shit in your ear
    Now let me blow ya mind

    They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy
    Shank up, haters wanna come after me
    You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat
    Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me

    Now why you grittin your teeth?
    Frustration baby you gotta breathe
    Take a lot more that you to get rid of me
    You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
    Aint no stress when it comes to sayin' "Get what you see"
    Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe?
    Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
    Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
    Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
    All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
    Eyes bloodshot, stressin', chills up your spine
    Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your rhymes


    Let your bones crack
    Your back pop, I can't stop
    Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
    Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
    Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
    Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
    Back track, think back, E-V-E
    Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
    Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
    Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
    Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief
    Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
    Damn she much thinner know now I'm complete(Uh-huh)
    Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
    Ryde or Die bitch, double R, came strong
    Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
    Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on

    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Terronald and SirPale for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Andre Young, Michael Elizondo, Scott Storch, Eve Jeffers.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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