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Mind Blowin’ - Da Brat
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Mind Blowin’ Da Brat

Mind Blowin’ - Da Brat
[Verse 1: Da Brat | with Jermaine Dupri]
Clap your hands, everybody
And everybody, clap your hands
To the niggas in the back, clap your hands
And to the bitches in the front with the blunts, it's time to dance
So get your ass 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 ass in your trunk
Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect
It's like asthma, motherfuckers gaspin' for breath
'Cause I'm Def So So, very it's scary
Never teary and what I kick is necessary
'Cause bullshit irritates the ear
That's why I'm here in the clear, have no fear
Don't worry, 'cause everything is fine
Just fire me up and watch you lose your mind

[Chorus: Manuel Seal | Jermaine Dupri | Da Brat]
Mind blowin'
Doodoo-doo, doo-doo-doodoo
On and on 'til the break of dawn
You see the beat don't stop until the early morn' (Ooh, yeah)
Mind blowin'
Doodoo-doo, doo-doo-doodoo
It's like that and as a matter of fact
When it comes to the Brat-tat-tat-tat, I'll make your neck snap back (Ooh, yeah)
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