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Eve

Let Me Blow Your Mind

  hip-hop  rap  hip hop  rnb  female vocalists
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Текст песни Eve - Let Me Blow Your Mind

Eve - Let Me Blow Your Mind слова песни


[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 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 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 wishin I wrote your lines

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
Damn she much thinner know now I`m complete
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

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