Mystikal - We Got The Clout Lyrics
[mystikal]***** we aint your standard his and hers rap duo x2Mystikal, mia x, who the ***** you take us for x4You better cover your nose cause rhyme flows run like diahrreaBurn like gonorrhea, thats me and mama mia.....xExplicit mistress, unlady like divaYou gonna know when you see herYou stack like you dont knowNow we run this mother*****erThats what them no limit soldiersDone this mother*****erAint no stopping us now, long way from finishedJust gettin started, gaining momentumSee our faces on magazines, hear our music at partiesMovies and videos, its kind of hard to avoid usHow many mother*****ers try to come out the south and dont sell outMake up all the money, take up all the cloutChorus:Mystikal, mia x we got cloutMystikal, mia xMystikal, mia xMystikal, mia x who the ***** you take us for x3[mia x]Tank mama (who) mama (mia) drama (what) biggest (mama) mama (who) yall know miaMy rhymes are the pins in all the voo doo dollsGot your earholes hexed, mrs. x I come to set it offWith the unpredictable big ole (whooo)Crooked like a roach leg dick nigga mystikalAnd they knows who got the clout all thatOn that nigga and that broad with the tanks around they necksWe connect like infra-red dots and cant be stoppedCollosols in this game check the billboard spots, we on topBut chatter knocks and ice rocks they cant waitThats why these no limit soldiers always break street dateFakers hate yet they smile kissin ass no doubtBut two faces get you punched them both in your mouthWho got the clout, no need to answers thatIts not a matter of who, its a matter of factWe got the cloutChorus(mystikal) [mia x](biggest momma and that nigga mystikal)(dont hold on your chest, ***** let it go)Whoa, we got tornadoes, nigga spinnin that ass no doubtWe got the hook up, we bout it bringin the world to the south(never gon bounce off the billboard count)(no limit in there, how they do that there)Yeah, you can give me trigger man and that hard shitAnd mama mia still gon stay up on her guard *****(gettin rich makin hits to the filthy dirty)(***** Im almost 30, we livin like we slangin birdies)You heard me, you heard him you know what we boutYou know you cant doubt that we got the clout(***** we got the clout)Chorus until the end
