Gwen Stefani Gwen Stefanie and Eve - Let me blow your mind Lyrics

[Eve]
Uh, uh, uh, huh
Yo, yo
Drop your glasses, shake your a__es
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
Which one, pick one, this one, classic
Red from blonde, yeah b*tch 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 labelled as a hazard
Some of y'all n*ggas hot, psyhc 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 ain't writin' well, too concerned with fashion
None of you ain't gizell, cat walk and imagine
Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
Cut b*tch, camera off, real sh*t, 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 ain't goin' nowhere
It took awhile to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good sh*t 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 ain't a gangster, 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
Ain't 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 ain't 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
F*ck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
Locked down, blastin', sets while I mash out
Yeah n*gga, 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, b*tch, double R, can't crawl
Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
Me here, ain't no mistake n*gga it was planned on

[CHORUS]