Mind Blowin – Da Brat – letras

Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your handsTo the niggas in the back clap your handsAnd to the bitches in the front with the blunts its time to danceSo get your ass up out your seatsAnd get down to the sounds of the B R A TNow me I be she with the funkPuttin’ the Holyfield beatin on the ass in your trunkNow as the rhythm and the rhyme connectIts like asthma motherfuckers gasping for breathCuz I’m def so so very its scaryNever teary and what I kick is necessaryCuz bullshit irritates the earThat’s why I’m here in the clear have no fearDon’t worry cuz everything is fineJust fire me up and watch you lose your mindChorus:Mind blowin’…… do do do do do do doOn and on til the break of dawnSee the beats don’t stop til the early mornMind blowin’…… do do do do do do doIts like that and as a matter of factWhen it come to the brat tat tat tatI’ll make you neck snap backMy shit is what the niggas likeGangsta as funk is all we writeWell it ain’t got no slang if it ain’t got no funkAnd you shit ain’t shit if your shit don’t bumpDid it bump nigga you know what you bound to getWhen you fuckin’ with dat shit from a so def bitchI kick shit in a pitch only cheese can seePack funk like sweeninin pack tallacyIts me that Brat so ease on backAnd let me slide on up to the top of the stackFron the westside def side is my crewChant a wicked verse and rip your neck off like voodooMy shit fly shit why should I getMixed in a shovel with these other bitchesIts just me myself my blunts and my clickBlowin’ yo mind with some gangsta shit…oh yeahChorus:Mind blowin’…… do do do do do do doOn and on til the break of dawnSee the beats don’t stop til the early morn’Mind blowin’…… do do do do do do doIts like that and as a matter of factWhen it come to the brat tat tat tatI’ll make you neck snap backCome on come all to this funkdafied gatheringTo see what you ain’t seen or go where you ain’t beenIts where I take you with my fantastic tacticsExciting like gymnastics and harder than mathematicsI obliviate the mind leaving you in daze for daysFucked up by the waysI play shit complicated but basicI ain’t nothing to fuck with and you gotsta face itYou can’t trace cuz ain’t no outline you can’t out rhymeYou can’t route yours like I route mineEnergetical funkadelical made for the radioCuz stereo where ever I let it though its on onTo the break of dawn non stop shit though its straight to your domeDon’t worry cuz everything is fineI’m fired up and you done lost your mindChorus