Let Me Blow Ya Mind(feat Gwen Stefani Lyrics

Let Me Blow Ya Mind(feat Gwen Stefani lyrics

[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 I'm 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 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 gizell, cat walk and imagine

 Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it

 Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it

 

 [CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]

 And if I had to give you up

 It's 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 I'm gonna take my time

 Don't 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 can't 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, 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 wishing I wrote your rhymes

 

 [CHORUS]

 

 [Eve]

 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

 'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh

 Still stallion, brick house, pile it on

 Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl

 Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on

 Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on

 

 [CHORUS]

 

 

 [Thanks to  redfox42002@aol.com  for correcting these lyrics]