Eve - Let Me Blow Ya Mind (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Eve - Let Me Blow Ya Mind (en) Lyrics
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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 Gizelle,
cat walk and imagine
Alotta y'all Hollywood,
drama, passed it
Cut bitch, camera off,
real shit, blast it
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 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
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 than 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
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
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