Who Got Tha Clout? lyrics

by

Mystikal


Artist: Mia X and Mystikal
Album: Unlady Like
Song: Who Got Tha Clout?

[Intro:]
Who Got Tha Clout?
Don't act surprised cuz it's that b*tch from the South
Pumpin' out the N-O
You don't want no clout
Who Got Tha Clout?
Don't act surprised cuz it's that b*tch from the South

[Mia X]
Who's 'bout to come?
Who they cleared the way for?
Who all them n*ggas respect?
Who got them hoes scared to flex?
Well here's a track that gets wrecked
Who's got the industry hexed?
Well now, it's mama, full of marijuana
Headline n*gga, whatcha' whatcha' want, huh?
You can see them n*ggas writin' rhymes
But don't need none, want some
Hoes run from these here
Who gon still be the boss b*tch next year?
Who ain't gotta brag cuz the realness is there?
Who be havin' muthaf*ckas bucked everywhere?
When you think the biggest mama
Who be on yo' f*ckin' mind?
When you hear 'bout it, 'bout it
Who you waitin' for to rhyme?
Whose time is now?
Who you can't doubt?
Who's got clout?
Say my name loud
[Bridge One:]
Mia X (4 Times)

[Records Scratching]
Mia...X... When Mystikal hits the door

[Mystikal]
You better hold yo' breath
Cuz I'ma leave this b*tch SMOKIN', like ganja
Not only will I run 'ya, b*tch I'LL RUN BEHIND 'YA
I, stay sharper than yo' barbershop barber
It's my honor, to rock it wit' the biggest mama
I ROLLS, like hoes jaws go off from, RAW
It's me the meat claws off
Oh, you supposed to be balla?
It take tall props to call shots, that's bigger than bald spots
Y'all workin' off small pox
You know, like I know, leave yo' f*ckin' jaws locked
Stop worryin' 'bout n*ggas thats out to leave, work what
Y'all got
Believe none of what you hear, and some of what you
Saw, Mystikal, Mia X, who the f*ck you think it's for?
Look we ain't yo' standard his and hers rap duo
We cut the f*ckin' fool, who try somethin' TRU
Been bustin' ass since days of old school
I refuse to leave this b*tch without my props and the jewels
[Bridge Two:]
When Mystikal Hits The Door
How ya' daughter got popped
(7 Times)
When Mystikal Hits The Door, When Mystikal Hits The Door

[Mia X]
Mama comes through this b*tch, like Hurricane
Bessy, messy hoes know, chill wit that ass like
A mill

[Mystikal]
I know they knew this ain't no damn Jack and Jill
We run this f*ckin' hill, got this b*tch locked down
So tight, zipped up, sh*t sealed!

[Mia X]
Still, I gotta keep my pocketbook filled...

[Mystikal]
And you WILL, just gotta keep my wallet on til'
Build our nine together, watch what kinda car we build
n*gga better find some silence fo' yo'self, stop walkin' on
STEEL

[Mia X]
For real, you know we actin' plum donkey, black prince
Of the South and mama Mia tag teamin' boku funky...
[Mystikal]
Stankin' like Monkey sh*t!

[Mia X]
On the side of Limberger...

[Mystikal]
On top of fart rocks...

[Mia X]
Washed down with skunk p*ss

[Mystikal]
I don't think they heard us
Stop trippin' cuz you playin' wit' yo'self
b*tch we rappin' for the world, just say that sh*t to yourself

[Mia X]
Intentions of wealth, who you see?
That n*gga wit' the braids, and that squeaky voiced b*tch
Lyrics hurtin' yo' head for days, n*gga. Representin' the
South, f*ck all that as*h*le and nasty, you gonna
Gimme my clout

[Outro:]
I represent...
Who got the clout?...
(10 Times)
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