Testo We Got The Clout - Mystikal & Mia X
Testo della canzone We Got The Clout (Mystikal & Mia X), tratta dall'album Unpredictable
You ain't too stranded, here to turn this rap fool
You ain't too stranded, here to turn this rap fool
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
You better cover your nose 'cause my flow run like diarrhea
Burn like gonorrhea, that's me and Mama Mia
Actress, explicit mistress
Unlady like diva, you gon' know when you see her
Used to act like you don't know, now we run this motherfucker
With them No Limit Soldiers, run this motherfucker
Ain't no stoppin' us now 'cause only we finished
Just gettin' started, gainin' momentum
Yeah, our faces on magazines, hear our music at parties
Movies and videos, it's kinda hard to avoid us
How many motherfuckers rap about the South and don't sell out?
Make up all the money, take up all the clout?
We got clout
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Tank, Mama, Mama, Drama, Biggus, Mama
Y'all know Mia, my rhymes are the pins and y'all the voodoo dolls
Got your ear holes hexed, Ms. X, I come to set it off
With the unpredictable big O
Crooked like a roach leg, Big Nigga Mystikal
And they knows who got the clout all next
On that nigga and that broad with the tanks around they necks
We connect like infrared dots and can't be stopped
Colossal in this game, check the Billboard spots
We on top with cheddar knots and nice rocks, they can't wait
That's why these No Limit Soldiers always break street dates
Fakers hate, yet they smile, kissin' ass, no doubt
But two faces get you punched in both of your mouths
Who got the clout? No need to ask us that
It's not a matter of who, it's a matter of fact
We got the clout
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Tell us you know about Biggus Mama and that nigga Mystikal
Don't hold it on your chest, bitch, let it go
We like tornadoes, niggas spinnin' that ass, no doubt
We got the hook up, we 'bout it, bringin' the world to the South
Never gon' bounce off the Billboard count
Don't live it in there, how they do that there?
Yeah, you can give me Trigger Man and that hard shit
And Mama Mia still gon' stay up on her guard, bitch
Gettin' rich, makin' hits 'til we're filthy dirty
Bitch, I'm almost thirty, we livin' like we slangin' birdies
You heard me, you heard him, you know what we 'bout
You know you can't doubt that we got the clout
Bitch, we got the clout
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
Mystikal, Big, what the fuck you think this for?
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Writer(s): Michael Tyler, Odell Vickers, Mia Young
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