It's Alright Lyrics

from Music Is My Savior

"It's Alright" is track #5 on the album Music Is My Savior. It was written by Mims, Shawn / Thomas, Winston / Schofield, Danny / Charles, Ray.
Edit
"It's Alright" is track #5 on the album Music Is My Savior. It was written by Mims, Shawn / Thomas, Winston / Schofield, Danny / Charles, Ray.
For Example...
What chart rank did the song debut? What is the song about? Has it won any awards?, etc.
Cancel Submit
Thank You For Your Submission
Your introduction will appear once it has been deemed awesome by our team of wizards.

It's Alright Submit Correct Lyrics

Submit Corrections Cancel

Its alright, woah
Let me tell you now
Mims

I came to blow a grip
You know I dont care
Grab a couple stacks
Throw the money in the air

Drive the black car
Open up the bar
Shut the club down
Leave with a couple broads

Youre fucking with a star
You can see the glow
Im pushing 40 stacks
For a 10 minute show

Nigga do the math
Ima need a bath
'Cause Im filthy rich
Making money out the ass

My little cousin told me
This is my year
I wont stop
Till a nigga shuttin' down Times Square, yeah

I do this for the block, no lies
So I can drop the top on the 645
See until youre on top, niggas dont show respect
But my name Mims a.k.a cut the check

I used to play the bench
But now Im on deck
When Im hopping off the jet
Niggas face look upset, but Im quick to tell them

Its alright, woah
Im so quick to tell 'em
Its alright, woah

Now you know the shit popping
When the chick you just met
Got your name tattooed
On her ass and her neck

All the ladies love me
Im their favorite MC
Nigga true definition
P I M P

There aint a place I aint been
Ery strip, ery scene
Like my nigga Big said
'It was all a dream'

Now Im sitting in the beam
Inside money green
Nigga all about the cash
You can tell how I lean

Keep your eyes on the beam
Like I told you in the hot song
Its all about the cake
Being broke aint a option

Haters in the hood with the heat tryin to pop strong
I'ma quick grip when they see me with the rock song
But nigga Im Mims a.k.a cut the check
See I keep it so hot but I never bust a sweat

I used to play the bench
But now Im on deck
When Im hopping off the jet
Niggas face look upset, but Im quick to tell them

Its alright, woah
Im so quick to tell 'em
Its alright, woah
Haters

I'm the freshest motherfucker
On the scene
A grand on the jeans
Sittin' on some ice creams

I represent New York
Big city of dreams
Where we ride on 10s
But you know we keep it clean

See I lay my game down
Flip a few styles
10 times out of 10
You gon like the way it sound

You know I get it in
And if you dont like it its fine
So get yours
'Cause I'ma definitely get mine

Its alright, woah
Im so quick to tell 'em
Its alright, woah

Songwriters
MIMS, SHAWN / THOMAS, WINSTON / SCHOFIELD, DANNY / CHARLES, RAY

Published by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group

Listen to MIMS Radio on Last.fm, Radio.com or Jango

Music News