Lyrics Dr. Dre – Mind Made Up
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Dre:
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight’s the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
LL Cool J (Dre):
Uh, you know you a freak
Before the album went platinum, ya hardly speak
And now you’re skin grinnin, gassed off the chrome rims and
Twenty room mansion, I rest my Timb’s in (yeah, yeah)
Uhh, I feel it how ya shake it
Rings in ya belly, I can’t take it (nah)
Toss up your Moët, money make it
Last week frontin, tonight butt naked (butt naked)
I got the flavour, make em Zoom-a-zoom (uh, uh)
The LL Cool J (yeah), give me room
Looked up in my eyes as I lowered the boom
(Twenty thousand freaks packed up in one room, uhh)
Dre:
All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom
(Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do?
All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom
(Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do?
Dre (LL Cool J):
Once again it’s on, can’t be home
The crime got me in the zone; homies blowin up the celly
Phone
The world knew I had to come once mo’
And just to let y’all know, I do my thing and still blow
Nuff to burn ten mill’ cells, confirmed
So come on everybody let’s all get down
(Cause what we have, is a brand new sound)
LL Cool J:
All the mommies in the house gettin live tonight
They wanna (Zoom Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom-Zoom)
And all my dogs feel the vibe tonight
They wanna (Zoom Zoom Zoom, Zoom Zoom-Zoom)
Say what?
Dre:
All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom
(Mmmm, whatchu wanna do) Uhh, whatchu wanna do?
All I wanna do, is Zoom-a-Zoom Zoom Zoom
LL Cool J:
Dre, whatchu wanna do?
Mr. Smith, it’s on you, uh
In other words, it’s gon’ be like that
You young boys is blind, I’m seein them cats
Evolutionary (what?) Revolutionary and legendary
I got a climax waiting for each and every cherry
I’m like a narcotic, niggas is microscopic
Dr. Dre and Cool J, is the topic
Forever, my lyrics is rough and energetic
Them cats is blazin? I don’t get it, they cosmetic
If shorty wanna step up? I’ll twist his neck up
You can’t get no money battling me; that’s like ripping your
Check up
What partna? Take ten paces and turn around
That quick, yo’ whole ghost town is burnin’ down (Woof!)
What I spit, manipulates whole clicks
Make ’em conversate on how real niggas ride my dick
It’s like a serum, I just can’t hear ’em
All them new niggas poppin’ new shit, I never fear ’em
As we proceed
To give you what you need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Break it down!
(Yeah, yeah)
Dre:
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight’s the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight’s the night, yeah
I got my mind made up, come on; get in, get into it
Let it ride, tonight’s the night, yeah