Let Me Blow Ya Mind

G#m                  F#
Drop your glasses, shake your asses
D#m                        E
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
G#m                   F#
Which one, pick one, this one, classic
D#m                    E
Red from blonde, yeah bitch I'm drastic
C#m                  C#m
Why this, why that, lips stop askin
C#m                  C#m
Listen to me baby, relax and start passin
G#m                     F#
Expressway, hair back, weavin through the traffic
D#m                         E
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
G#m                        F#
Some of y'all niggas hot, sike I'm gassin
D#m                     E
Clowns I spot em and I can't stop laughin
G#m                  F#
Easy come, easy go, E-V gon' be lastin
D#m                   E
Jealousy, let it go, results could be tragic
C#m                               C#m
Some of y'all aint writin well, too concerned with fashion
C#m                        C#m
None of you aint Gizelle, cat walk and imagine
G#m                      F#
Alotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
D#m                     E
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it

[CHORUS: Gwen Stefani]
     G#m           F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m               E
It's only been a year
    G#m             F#
Now I got my foot through the door
    D#m           E
And I aint goin nowhere
    C#m            C#m
It took awhile to get me in
     C#m              C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
       G#m                 F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m                 E
Now let me blow ya mind

            G#m                 F#
They wanna bank up, crank up, makes me dizzy
D#m                     E
Shank up, haters wanna come after me
            G#m                    F#
You aint a gangster, prankster, too much to eat
D#m                      E
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me
C#m              C#m
Now while you grittin your teeth
C#m               C#m
Frustration baby you gotta breathe
        G#m                 F#
Take alot more than you to get rid of me
          D#m                      E
You see I do what they can't do, I just do me
         G#m                            F#
Aint no stress when it comes to stage, get what you see
 D#m                         E
Meet me in the lab, pen and pad, don't believe
G#m                  F#
Huh, sixteens mine, create my own lines
D#m                      E
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
C#m                        C#m
Sophomore, I aint scared, one of a kind
     C#m                             C#m
All I do is contemplate ways to make your fans mine
G#m                       F#
Eyes bloodshot, stressin, chills up your spine
      D#m                        E
Huh, sick to your stomach wishing I wrote your rhymes

     G#m           F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m               E
It's only been a year
    G#m             F#
Now I got my foot through the door
    D#m           E
And I aint goin nowhere
    C#m            C#m
It took awhile to get me in
     C#m              C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
       G#m                 F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m                 E
Now let me blow ya mind

[Eve]
G#m
Let your bones crack
F#
Your back pop, I can't stop
D#m               E
Excitement, glock shots from your stash box
G#m                     F#
Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route
D#m                    E
Locked down, blastin, sets while I mash out
C#m                    C#m
Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
C#m                     C#m
Back track, think back, E-V-E
       G#m                    F#
Do you like that (ooooh), you got to I know you
            D#m                 E
Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
G#m                            F#
Don't believe I'll show you, take you with me
D#m                         E
Turn you on, pension gone, give you relief
         G#m                       F#
Put your trust in a bomb when you listen to me
 D#m                       E
'Dancin much, get it all? now I'm complete, uh huh
C#m               C#m
Still stallion, brick house, pile it on
C#m                  C#m
Ryde or Die, bitch, double R, can't crawl
G#m                    F#
Beware, cuz I crush anything I land on
 D#m                      E
Me here, aint no mistake nigga it was planned on

     G#m           F#
And if I had to give you more
D#m               E
It's only been a year
    G#m             F#
Now I got my foot through the door
    D#m           E
And I aint goin nowhere
    C#m            C#m
It took awhile to get me in
     C#m              C#m
And I'm gonna take my time
       G#m                 F#
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
D#m                 E
Now let me blow ya mind