Jermaine Dupri - Mind Blowin' lyrics

[Da Brat] Clap your hands everybody and everybody clap your hands To the n***as in the back clap your hands And to the b**hes in the front with the blunts its time to dance So get your a** up out your seats And get down to the sounds of the B R A T Now me I be she with the funk Puttin' the Holyfield beatin on the a** in your trunk Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect Its like asthma motherf**ers gasping for breath Cuz I'm def so so very its scary Never teary and what I kick is necessary Cuz bullsh** irritates the ear That's why I'm here in the clear have no fear Don't worry cuz everything is fine Just fire me up and watch you lose your mind Chorus: Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do JD: On and on til the break of dawn See the beats don't stop til the early morn Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do Brat: Its like that and as a matter of fact When it come to the brat tat tat tat I'll make you neck snap back [Da Brat] My sh** is what the n***as like Gangsta as funk is all we write Well it ain't got no slang if it ain't got no funk And you sh** ain't sh** if your sh** don't bump Did it bump n***a you know what you bound to get When you f**in' with dat sh** from a so def b**h I kick sh** in a pitch only cheese can see Pack funk like sweeninin pack tallacy Its me that Brat so ease on back And let me slide on up to the top of the stack Fron the westside def side is my crew Chant a wicked verse and rip your neck off like voodoo My sh** fly sh** why should I get Mixed in a shovel with these other b**hes Its just me myself my blunts and my click Blowin' yo mind with some gangsta sh**...oh yea Chorus: Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do JD: On and on til the break of dawn See the beats don't stop til the early morn Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do Brat: Its like that and as a matter of fact When it come to the brat tat tat tat I'll make you neck snap back [Da Brat] Come on come all to this funkdafied gathering To see what you ain't seen or go where you ain't been Its where I take you with my fantastic tactics Exciting like gymnastics and harder than mathematics I obliviate the mind leaving you in daze for days f**ed up by the ways I play sh** complicated but basic I ain't nothing to f** with and you gotsta face it You can't trace cuz ain't no outline you can't out rhyme You can't route yours like I route mine Energetical funkadelical made for the radio Cuz stereo where ever I let it though its on on To the break of dawn non stop sh** though its straight to your dome Don't worry cuz everything is fine I'm fired up and you done lost your mind Chorus: Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do JD: On and on til the break of dawn See the beats don't stop til the early morn Man: Mind blowin'...... do do do do do do do Brat: Its like that and as a matter of fact When it come to the brat tat tat tat I'll make you neck snap back - then chorus without JD and Brat - then chorus without Man and Brat - then chorus without Man and JD - then chorus without Man and Brat - then chorus without Man and JD