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Title: Let Me Blow Ya Mind (Feat. Gwen Stefani)
Artist: Eve


[Eve]
Uh, uh, uh, huh Yo, yo
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
¼úÀÜÀ» ´øÁö°í, ¾ûµ¢À̸¦ Èçµé¾î

Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
¾ó±¼Àº Ç÷¡½¬°¡ Àܶà ÅÍÁö´ÂµíÀÌ Âô±×·Á

Which one, pick one, this one, classic
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Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
±Ý¹ß°ú »¡°­, ±×·¡ ³­ °­·ÄÇØ

Why this, why that, lips stop askin
ÀÌ°Ç ¿Ö, Àú°Ç ¿Ö, ±×¸¸ Á» ¹°¾î

Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
³» ¸»À» µé¾î, ÆíÈ÷ ½¬°í ¿òÁ÷¿©

Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
°í¼Óµµ·Îó·³, ¸Ó¸®¸¦ µÚ·Î Á¦³¢°í, ÀÎÆÄ ¼ÓÀ» µ¹¾Æ´Ù³à

This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
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Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
³Ê³×µéÀº Âü È­²öÇÏÁö, ¾Æ´Ï! ³ó´ãÀ̾ß

Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
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Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
½±°Ô ¿À¸é ½±°Ô °¡, E-V´Â ¿µ¿øÈ÷ ³²¾Æ

Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
ÁúÅõ? Àؾî¹ö·Á, °á°ú´Â ÂüȤÇÒ ¼ö Àְŵç

Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
³Ê³×µé ¸î¸îÀº °¡»ç¸¦ ¸ø ½á, ³Ê¹« ¸Ú¸¸ »ý°¢ÇÏÁö

None of you aint gizell, cat walk and imagine
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Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
¸¶Ä¡ Ç渮¿ìµå ½ºÅ¸ °°Áö, Áö³ª°¡

Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
ÄÆÀ̾ß, Ä«¸Þ¶ó´Â ²¨Á³¾î, ÁøÂ¥¸¦ º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô

CHORUS: Gwen Stefani
And if I had to give you more
¶Ç ³Ê¿¡°Ô ´õ Áà¾ßÇϴ°žß?

It's only been a year
1³â¹Û¿¡ ¾È µÇ¾úÁö¸¸

Now I got my foot through the door
¹® ¼Ó¿¡ ¹ßÀ» µé¿©³õ¾Ò°í

And I aint goin nowhere
ÀÌÁ¨ ¾Æ¹« °÷¿¡µµ ¾È °¡

It took a while to get me in
µé¾î°¡´Â µ¥´Â Á» ¿À·¡ °É·ÈÁö

And I'm gonna take my time
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Don't fight that bull shit in your ear
±Ó¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÆÄ°íµå´Â °ÅÁþ¿¡ ¸Â¼­Áö¸¶

Now let me blow ya mind
ÀÌÁ¦ ´Ï ¸¶À½À» ³¯·ÁÁÙ°Ô

[Eve]
They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy(?)
±×µéÀº ÀºÇà¿¡ µ·À» ½×°í Àç¹Õ°Ô ³î·ÁÇØ, ¾îÁö·¯¿ö

Shank up, haters wanna come after me
´Ù¸®¸¦ ¿Ã·Á, ¾ÈƼµéÀº ³ª¸¦ ÂÑÁö

You aint a ganster, prankster, too much to eat
³Í °»½ºÅÍ°¡ ¾Æ´Ï¶ó Àå³­²Ù·¯±â, ¸ÔÀ»°Ô ³Ê¹« ¸¹Áö

Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
±æ ¾Õ¿¡ ¹ìµéÀº ³»°Ô ¹Ì¼ÒÁþ°í ÀÖ¾î

Now while you grittin your teeth
ÀÚ ³Í À̸¦ °¥°í ÀÖ±º

Frustration baby you gotta breathe
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Take alot more that you to get rid of me
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You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
º¸´Ù½ÃÇÇ ³­ »ç¶÷µéÀÌ ¸øÇÏ´Â °É ÇØ, ÀÌ°Ô ³ªÁö

Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
¹«´ë¿¡ ¿Ã¶ó°¡´Â °Ç ¾î·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, º¸À̴´ë·Î ¹Þ¾Æµé¿©

Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
½ºÆ©µð¿À¿¡ ³¯ ¸¸³ª·¯ ¿Í, Ææ°ú Á¾ÀÌ, ³î¶ö°Å¾ß

Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
Çã, ³» 16 ¸¶µð, ³ª¸¸ÀÇ °¡»ç¸¦ ½á

Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
³» ¸»¼Ø¾¾¸¦ »ç¶ûÇØ, À¢¸¸Çؼ± ÀÌ·¸Áö ¸øÇÏÁö

Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
µÎ¹ø° ÀÛ¾÷, µÎ·ÆÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, µ¶Æ¯ÇÑ ³à¼®

All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
¾ðÁ¦³ª ´Ï ÆÒÀ» ³»²¬·Î ¸¸µå´Â ¹æ¹ý¸¸ »ý°¢ÇØ

Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
ÃæÇ÷µÈ ´«, ½ºÆ®·¹½º, ´Ï µî»À¿¡ ¼Ò¸§ÀÌ µ¸¾Æ

Huh, sick to your stomach wishin I wrote your rhymes
Çã, ±¸¿ªÁúµµ ³¯°É, Â÷¶ó¸® ´Ï ¶óÀÓµµ ³»°¡ ¾µ°É

CHORUS

[Eve]
Let your bones crack
»À¸¦ ²ª¾î

Your back pop, I can't stop
µî¿¡¼­ ¼Ò¸®°¡ ³ªµµ, ¸ØÃßÁö ¾Ê¾Æ

Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
ÈïºÐ, ´Ï ¸¶¸®È­³ª »óÀÚ¿Í °Ç¹è

fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
Á¨Àå, thug°¡ µÇ¾ú¾î, ³­ µ·À» ¹àÇô

Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
Á¶ÁØÇÏ°í, ¹ß»ç, ÁþÀ̰ܹö¸±°Ô

Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
±×·¡, ÁþÀÌ°Ü ¹ö¸°´Ù°í, D-R-E

Back track, think back, E-V-E
µÚ·Î µ¹¾Æ°¡, ȸ»óÇغÁ, E-V-E

Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
¸¾¿¡ µé¾î? (¿ì) ±×·¡¾ßÁö, ³­ ³Î ¾Ë¾Æ

Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
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Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
¾È ¹Ï±ä´Ù¸é º¸¿©ÁÙ°Ô, ³Î µ¥·Á°¥°Ô

Turn you on, tension gone, give you relief
ÈïºÐ½ÃÄÑÁÙ°Ô, ±äÀåÀÌ »ç¶óÁ³¾î, ¾Èµµ°¨À» ÁÖÁö

Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
³» ¸»À» µéÀ»¶© Æøź ¼Ó¿¡ ´Ï ¹ÏÀ½À» ³Ö¾î³ö

?Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
ÃãÀ» ¸¹ÀÌ Ãç, ÀÌÇØÇØ(?) ÀÌÁ¦ ³­ ¿Ïº®ÇØ, uh huh

Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
¿©ÀüÇÑ ¾ß»ý¸¶, ¸¶¸®È­³ª´Â °è¼Ó ½×¿©

Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
Ryde or Die´Ù, °³³â¾Æ, Double R, ±â¾î´Ù´Ò ¼ö ¾øÁö

Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
Á¶½ÉÇØ, ³­ Âø·úÇÏ´Â °÷À» ¾¦¹çÀ¸·Î ¸¸µé°Åµç

Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on
³­ ¿©±â ÀÖ¾î, ½Ç¼ö´Â ¾øÁö ´Ù °èȹÇÑ °Å´Ï±î

CHORUS

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Let Me Blow Ya Mind (Feat. Gwen Stefani)
Eve



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