Blow My Mind Lyrics - Singles - V.i.c.

He don't love you, he don't love you 

He don't love you, girl, he don't love you, girl 

Girl, he don't know you, he don't know you 

He don't know you, girl, nah, he don't love you, girl 

Your boyfriend is not a man, he's a boyfriend 

Just someone takin' up the place of a real man 

I'm 24 and I can take you where you never been 

And we ain't gotta leave the state to see where I've been 

Just close ya eyes, close ya eyes, close ya eyes 

And free your mind, free your mind, free you mind 

Now open wide, open wide, open wide 

And now I'm finna come inside 

Now just when you thought here go the same routine 

I got a bowl of strawberries and some whipped cream 

And made a trail from your stomach to your clit ring 

The strawberries' for you, girl, I'ma lick the cream 

Blow my mind, so blow my mind 

But before you do, girl, come in my room 

And lay on the bed, and free your mind 

I ain't thinkin' of me, girl, it's all about you 

Girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

I know you wonder how I got a nice physique 

When all I eat is sweets, I like that pussy meat 

Ain't nothin' like a bowl of pussy when that pussy clean 

Only a lame will starve a woman when she got a need 

That's why your girl got a girl got a girlfriend 

'Cause she be meetin' that pussy meow while you earl in 

Watch out boys, lames, this for real man 

Who love women, women? I love women 

I love the way her body wiggle when I lick that clit 

Victorious in the clitoris, my name is V.I.C 

You want the niggas that are notorious for usin' dick 

When I make her cum three times without usin' the dick 

Where you get it from? I get it from my mamma 

She taught me how to please 'em 'cause my mamma was a doctor 

And if you wanna please 'em, I suggest that you should follow 

Unless you like it quiet in your bed but mine holla 

Blow my mind, so blow my mind 

But before you do, girl, come in my room 

And lay on the bed, and free your mind 

I ain't thinkin' of me, girl, it's all about you 

Girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Hey girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that pussy 

Enough foreplay, I know your body weak 

Head to the left like you gon' go to sleep 

But I ain't trippin', girl, that's how I want you to be 

All wet, all tired and thinkin' 'bout the d 

That's when I cock them legs back like no sir 

And beat that pussy like, "Yeah girl, who's there?" 

She bite her lips like, "Oh boy, you should" 

And I be looking like, "Yeah girl, who's is this?" 

Girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that 

Girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that 

Girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that, girl, gimme that