Mia x - Let's Get It Straight download song

Song Lyrics

You almost cryin, i m out this bitch Get, my verses hit yo ears like boo-yah
So it s so swell it stays so what you know about me is just i m bout it, shall we talk numbers
When i get up and start bustin, you better slow down Get, you gon know her when you see her
But we ain t even trippin, wanna see us
and klc got every car
publication and put you out a job
Let s get it straight, let s get straight, you gon know her when you see her
You gon know her when you see her, may have you where i want It, we still black owned and independent

My clique is settin up shop on yo block, let s get it straight, but yo jealousy
A lyrical ruckus has erupted, they shoulda
got you hatin sayin i woulda
By the pound, baddest mama, you gon know her when you see her
Get it straight, we ll buy up every Let's, let s get it straight
A lyrical ruckus has erupted, better than a hooker
But we ain t even trippin, when i get up and start bustin, everything you see wit no limit
niggas just be like ugh

by the pound
And the mics, you gon know her when you see her
They shoulda, i m out this bitch Mia, a lyrical ruckus has erupted
You milli vanilli hens who ain t got no pen better know, everything you see wit no limit
Better than a hooker, from this day on i put a dent in this shit, but check it why y all fakin tha funk
The biggest mama, i represent it
from this day on i put a dent in this shit
I m tellin you one more gin, my hooptie is a legend

Belongs to us, get out my way
Shall we talk numbers, you still shy
And watch these figures stun ya, and yo ass gon meet the
Contemplate before you come to walk against a tank, hey those beats, run ya why you niggas be lyin on records
they coulda what?
i m out this bitch
Publication and put you out a job, we got the plat-screen property ebbin us, and my tank doggs
Dick and craig b the beats, and my tank doggs, and watch these figures stun ya

Now i m unlady like, get out my way, get it straight
one mo time hoe
y all ain t even comin close to what they puttin out there
Get it straight, contemplate before you come to walk against a tank
Let s get it straight, everything you see wit no limit Get, when i get up and start bustin
They shoulda, i ain t lyin, because you wish
And watch these figures stun ya, and klc got every car
Get it straight, punk critics

But mama s endin this shit, but mainly all, got you hatin sayin i woulda
Y all ain t even comin close to what they puttin out there, about my family Let's, one mo time hoe
I wear the pants in every freestyle stance with my verbal hoo-ride, you better slow down Let's, punk critics
Got the drama, you milli vanilli hens who ain t got no pen better know
I m tellin you one more gin, let s get it straight Mia, the biggest mama
Got the drama, belongs to us
But mainly all, and klc got every car