Текст песни
Yo, yo
Drop ya glasses, shake ya 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 stop passin'
Expressway, head back,
weavin' through the traffic
This one strong should be labelled 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 ain't writing well,
too concerned with fashion
None of you ain't Giselle, catwalkin' imagine
A lot of ya'll Hollywood, drama casted
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it
You knew I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't 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
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
They oughta thank her, crank her,
makes speakers bleed
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Shank her haters want to come after me
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
You ain't a gangsta pranksta, too much TV
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me (ooh)
Now why you grittin' ya teeth
Frustration baby you got to 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
Ain't no stress when it comes to stage,
get what you see
Meet me in the lab pen and pad don't believe
Sixteen's mine, create my own lines
Love from my wordplay that's hard to find
Sophomore, I ain't scared, one of a kind
All I do is contemplate ways to make ya fans mine
Eyes blood shot, stressin', chills up your spine
Huh, sick to your stomach wishin'
I wrote your rhymes
You knew I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't 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 ya bones crack
Ya back pop, I can't stop
Excitement, glock shots from your stash spot
Forget it, thugged out, I respect a cash route
Locked down, blast this sets while I mash out
Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E
Back track, think back, E-V-E
Do you like that (eww), you got to I know you
Had you in a trance first glance from the floor too
Don't believe I show you, take you with me
Turn you on, tension gone, give you relief
Put ya trust in her born winner listen to me
Damn she much thinner now I'm complete (ah ha)
Still stallion, brickhouse, pile it on
Ride or die, bitch, double our camp strong
Beware, 'cos I crush anything I land on
Me here, ain't no mistake nigga it was planned on
You knew I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't 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
