I Think Somebody

Mia X

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    [Fiend/(Mia X)]
    Chorus
    I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
    (I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
    I say somebody want they ass whipped, ass whipped
    (I say somebody want they wig split, they wig split)
    Well let em have it x2[Mia X]
    You wanted drama so mama came squeezin shit, passin out clips
    Bustin domes, rippin flesh, exposing bones and yes
    I bring that, sending G's out barrel at ya, duck and run
    Now how far you think you really gettin with this infared on my fuckin gun
    Now workin for funds and I ain't the one hour hoe (for real)
    But I love to show where it's been tell your body so
    Look out for the riders open slider bitch from the TRU click
    And camoflauge totin cockin spittin droppin shit not
    Them bitches doubt I'm bout testin niggas nuts
    Alias in jacks we trust I'm known for shankin up
    Ranking up lyrically with the best MC's
    Cause ain't no studio up in me, real niggas feel these
    See Mia X is known for bringin wreck on top
    Too hard for the beats you niggas drop
    KL got the guns and open gunshots
    Got the trigger hap temper and the Fiend four sons
    A lyrical fiend at it's best and you bitches don't want none
    What
    Chorus x2
    [Fiend]
    The colonel gave me permission, Mama drama pass the word to her youngin
    Ask how I'm comin and will it get them haters runnin
    I ask do rats sleep in dungeons, ????? comin
    Do quick bullets get to hummin, damn right I'll bring the gun in
    Get done in like a knife at a gunfight cause I ain't right
    Keepin dope, smokin pipes, like a height cause I'm high as a kite
    I'm cryin to fight, I'm a swing with my might, my fist balled tight
    Man get it right, somebody best die tonight
    Somethin have drama came and as drama came then, then came murder
    Fuck your home I want your dome, call me your soul burgular
    Have you heard of a shocker server, takin weed to his trunk
    Bullets pump, and his cockin bad and louder then his womp womp
    When I play it I say it, suck one nigga if yous the man
    You man, caucasian, puerto rican, I don't give a damn
    All I'm sayin, well I ain't sayin fuck, I just want the rushin shit
    Bustin shit, screamin at em do you know who your fuckin withChorus till fade

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    Composición: Mia K Young y Craig Stephen Lawson

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