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    Let Me Blow Ya Mind

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    3:50
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    207 kbps
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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    (feat. Gwen Stefani)



    [Eve]

    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 Im drastic

    Why this, why that, lips stop askin

    Listen to me baby, relax and start passin

    Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic

    This one strong should be labeled as a hazard

    Some of yall niggas hot, sike Im gassin

    Clowns I spot em and I cant stop laughin

    Easy come, easy go, E-V gon be lastin

    Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic

    Some of yall aint writin well, too concerned with fashion

    None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine

    Alotta yall Hollywood, drama, passed it

    Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it



    [CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]

    And if I had to give you up

    Its only been a year

    Now I got my foot through the door

    And I aint goin nowhere

    It took awhile to get me in

    And Im gonna take my time

    Dont fight that good shit in your ear

    Now let me blow ya mind



    [Eve]

    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 while you grittin your teeth

    Frustration baby you gotta breathe

    Take alot more that you to get rid of me

    You see I do what they cant do, I just do me

    Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see

    Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, dont believe

    Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines

    Love for my wordplay thats 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 lines



    [CHORUS]



    [Eve]

    Let your bones crack

    Your back pop, I cant 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

    Dont believe Ill 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

    Dancin much, get it all? now Im complete, uh huh

    Still stallion, brick house, pile it on

    Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, cant crawl

    Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on

    Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on



    [CHORUS]




    [ Let Me Blow Ya Mind Lyrics ]


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