Mississippi Lyrics

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K: Myzfortune? Myfortune, where you at?
M: Yo yo yo K, K, I’m right here standin next to you on this mic man
K: Uh I know but I was just trying to..
M: Man, just drop it!
M: Alright alright, let’s smack the crack outta this. K, tell ’em what it is.

It’s so Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Myzfortune

You think your feeling cool, you think your lookin hot,
But what you got can’t make the shot less you stirring the pot.
But what’s in it? It’s not gumbo, hell no, here we go…
It’s not a state it’s a statement!!!

The beat never left, just took a rest,
Just look at the breast, now turn to the booty, howdy dooty
Don’t ya know I got nothin real to say, but hey
I gotta beat to kick it too while bein explicit too
Trash is what ya’ll listen too, beats to be pissin too
All ya’ll suckas that be makin the rappers rich
Are laughing at ya cause your buying all their crap ya bitch
I’m just sayin ya’ll been prayin to find a new color crayon
No more delayin keep on payin stop those jeans from frayin
Well here it is, no P. Did, flat without the fizz
Bring out your inner Id

So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Myzfortune
It’s Mississ..what it’s Mississ…what?
It’s Mississ..what it’s Mississ…what?
It’s Mississippi!!!
Ya’ll been feeling me since 0.0, so whatcha know
Is I’m makin fun of this, keep finding ways to dis,
Don’t care ’bout plays I’ve missed, just my game’s assists,
T shirts are being pressed, Myz tattooed cross your chest,
Okaaaay
Ya’ll been waitin, just been patient, just relatin,
But here’s the kicker, figure quicker is the way to spicka new dance,
Here’s your chance, bump the new jam
Stick up your hands and push out your can
Just act like a fan and bring it home man
This shhhh….

So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Myzfortune
Listen to what I’m rappin, I’m not scrappin, just spit crappin
Words to live by, but ya can’t deny, just be wondering why
You sing along to this song, I know I’m not wrong, cause ya try to belong so..
What to think, smoke some stink, now getta drink
What to text, just which ex to have some sex
What to wear, got some flair, hairless cause of Nair
What to buy, lookin fly, when your chalklined
What to bring, rap don’t sing, show off your bling
What to say, getting payed minimum wage
What to do, getting screwed workin for a few
Don’t ya know I got it stuck up in your head now
I’m low brow, can’t begin to tell ya how
You’re such a chump, heffalumps wouldn’t fall for such a stunt
Fake words, unheard, listen to the beat
Now turn it up, drain your cup, bump it on the street

So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Myzfortune
It’s a feeling, when ya stealing, what ya think is real and,
Not emotion takes devotion, love corrosion here we goes and
Another chance, do the dance, throw up your hands, stick out your can, say F The Man!!!
This shhhh…

So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi

It’s not a state, It’s a statement!
It’s not a state, It’s a statement!

So Mississippi, so so Mississippi
So Mississippi, so so Mississippi

It’s not a state, It’s a statement! Huh!
It’s not a state, It’s a statement! Yeah!

K: Yo Myz what is Mississippi anyway?
M: Man I don’t know, you know these rappers just be makin up words and people be singin along. This is gonna bump in my Civic. C’mon, let’s go get some crème brulee. Out.

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