[Mystikal]
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bitch we ain't your standard his and hers rap duo [X2]
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Mystikal, Mia X, who the fuck you take us for [X4]
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you better cover your nose cause rhyme flows run like diahrrea
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burn like gonorrhea, that's me and mama Mia.....X
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explicit mistress, unlady like diva
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you gonna know when you see her
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you stack like you don't know
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now we run this motherfucker
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that's what them No Limit Soldiers
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done this motherfucker
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ain't no stopping us now, long way from finished
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just gettin started, gaining momentum
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see our faces on magazines, hear our music at parties
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movies and videos, it's kind of hard to avoid us
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how many motherfuckers try to come out the south and don't sell out
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make up all the money, take up all the clout
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[chorus:]
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Mystikal, Mia X we got clout
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Mystikal, Mia X
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Mystikal, Mia X
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Mystikal, Mia X who the fuck you take us for [X3]
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[Mia X]
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tank mama (who) mama (mia) drama (what) biggest (mama) mama (who) ya'll know Mia
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my rhymes are the pins in all the voo doo dolls
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got your earholes hexed, Mrs. X I come to set it off
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with the unpredictable big ole (whooo)
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crooked like a roach leg dick nigga Mystikal
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and they knows who got the clout all that
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on that nigga and that broad with the tanks around they necks
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we connect like infra-red dots and can't be stopped
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collosols in this game check the billboard spots, we on top
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but chatter knocks and ice rocks they can't wait
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that's why these No Limit Soldiers always break street date
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fakers hate yet they smile kissin ass no doubt
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but two faces get you punched them both in your mouth
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who got the clout, no need to answers that
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it's not a matter of who, it's a matter of fact
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We got the clout
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[chorus]
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[Mystikal] [Mia X]
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(biggest momma and that nigga Mystikal)
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(don't hold on your chest, Bitch let it go)
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whoa, we got tornadoes, nigga spinnin that ass no doubt
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we got the hook up, we bout it bringin the world to the south
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(never gon bounce off the billboard count)
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(No Limit in there, how they do that there)
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yeah, you can give me trigger man and that hard shit
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and Mama Mia still gon stay up on her guard bitch
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(gettin rich makin hits to the filthy dirty)
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(Bitch I'm almost 30, we livin like we slangin birdies)
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you heard me, you heard him you know what we bout
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you know you can't doubt that we got the clout
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(Bitch we got the clout)
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[chorus until the end]
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We Got The Clout
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Mystikal |