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Eve F Gwen Stafani - Let Me Blow Your Mind
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[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, 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 

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[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 

[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 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 

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[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(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 

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