#2340

Release: April 2, 2001

Lyrics:

Uh, uh, uh, huh

Yo, yo

Drop your glasses, shake your asses

Face screwed up like you having 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, hair back, weavin' through the traffic

This one strong, should be labeled as a hazard

Some of y'all niggas hot, psych, 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 Giselle, cat walk and imagine

A lot of y'all Hollywood, drama, casted

Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it

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 awhile 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 ain't a gangster, prankster, too much to eat

Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me

Now why you grittin' your 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

Huh, sixteen's 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 rhymes

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 awhile 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, Glock shots from your stash spot

Fuck it, thugged out, I respect the cash route

Glocked down, blasters, sets while I mash out

Yeah nigga, mash out, D-R-E, huh

Back track, think back, E-V-E

Do you like that? (Ew) 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, tension 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, 'cause I crush anything I land on

Me here, ain't no mistake, nigga, it was planned on

Songwriter:

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 awhile 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

Andre Young / Eve Jeffers / Michael Elizondo / Scott Storch

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