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Eve & Gwen Stefani - Bravo: The Hits 2001 - Let Me Blow Ya Mind
Bravo: The Hits 2001
Disc 1
01. Only Time
02. How It’s Got to Be
03. Follow Me
04. Stan
05. Family Affair
06. Club Bizarre
07. Perfect Gentleman
08. Country Roads
09. Daylight in Your Eyes
10. Independent Women, Part 1
11. Dream of You
12. In the Air Tonite
13. Overload
14. Lovin’ Each Day
15. One Wild Night
16. Teenage Dirtbag
17. All or Nothing
18. Miss California
19. Daddy DJ
20. L’Amour toujours
Disc 2
01. Mitternacht
02. Crying at the Discoteque
03. Ain’t It Funny
04. Here She Comes Again
05. Let Me Blow Ya Mind
06. Played-A-Live (The Bongo Song)
07. Someday
08. You’re My Mate
09. Nobody Wants to Be Lonely
10. Gravel Pit
11. Turn the Tide
12. Sweet Baby
13. Ante Up
14. In Control
15. One More Time
16. Little L
17. Be.Angeled
18. Geh davon aus
19. Beautiful Day
20. Dream On
Yo, yo
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
Face screwed up like you havin' 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

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

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 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 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

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

Let your bones crack
Your back pop, I can't stop
Excitement, block 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

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