Lyrics:
the lowest
Used to think the quick now thoughts travel the slowest
Close to comatose brain waves rigamortist
You forget the skit the most high tortoise
I
All these women in my way
Sick of these women in my brain
Why can't they all go M.I.A
Cause with these drinks you know I'm straight
Racking my
you wanna let it go, that's cool too
(Mama Mia, not gonna let you go baby)
Cause I'm lookin' for a Mr. Do Right
I was hopin' it was you(Mama Mia, not
down, flag on the play
Stand down 'cause I know that bag on the way
Watchin' out for the blitz from the weak side
Had to pull a couple skit's
When my
by one name, say my name say my name
Andrew, and I don't have any hands for you
No psalm or religious shit Matthew
Now all I got to say is fuck you
Cars turn tricks like them
Ringling Brothers skit's
Whether bitch hop out, or the Glock pop out
Ya know what I'm about
Blow clear ya sinus 'til the snot
Betta head for the hillz
I shoot a batty boy like general steele
Off with hiz head when
The guillotine drops down
Worldwide we got ya little scene locked
this
Like a fabric from a seamstress, I'll cut you like a hem
Hack you like phlem
And friends are hard to find so be careful
Said by my man The are
A.K.A. The Man!
[rapping: T-Pain]
Aye
Somebody better tell these niggas how I do it I do
it for television (television)
These niggas lost out of they
head
I don't care, I paint the town red (walk on by)
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my head
I
to the mother of the deceased awaken at war
'Till I'm resting in peace
You going over heads Lu
(Dumb it down)
They telling me that they don't feel you
(Dumb it
combat with bwoy like Supercat
Show you where my head's at I crack you with a bat
Where the funk? Hear the trunk a bit and fat knit
Rearrange the skit
In the Central I roam, I'm close to home
The dangerzone, muthafucka, get your head flown
By a loc, I'ma smoke, I'm no joke
Drop the floor on a noose
everything I do is not enough
(It's not enough)
And anytime I wanna go missin'
Yeah, hold me down from the jump
MIA, I be MIA
I can't stay if it's not my place
and watch your ass melt
In the Central I roam, I'm close to home
The dangerzone, muthafucka, get your head flown
By a loc, I'ma smoke, I'm no joke
Drop
if you don't respect
You know I'm from the 3rd bitch
You gone by casualty bitch
I'ma soldier
(mia x)
Rounding up my soldiers
Scooping up my warriors
[silkk]
Yo, what's up nigga, this silkk the motherfuckin' shocker
I got my girl mia-x in this bitch
Unladylike, pimpstress, macstress, mobbstress, no
wise guy
Military minding, front lining, all up for a drive by
Case over like the last don, like all the cash gone
Answer wrong, cause I
skjuta vilt?
FÖr jag har gjort sånt du inte kommer sluta vilt.
Fatta gjort d, ähä skit samma skjut ihjäl båda två GRday ta min Pistol.
BANG! BANG!
by
believe
That a younger me could lack such compassion and empathy
And I would probably give a kidney
Just for my female fans they could forgive me
You told you love me then you juss went miyayo
Miyayo miyayo
Miyayo miyayo
Miyayo miyayoyoyo
Mi
Mi
Mi
Mi
Mi
M.I.A
Mi M.I.A
Miyayo
M.I.A
Miyayo
M.I.A
For
Manute Bol hanging off my clip, boy
Niggas running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by
at In-N-Out
So where are you now?
I guess you're M.I.A, A, A, A, A
You're always M.I.A, A, A, A, A
Stood up by Nicole, a third night in a row
I guess
raggazi
Dove' via without me
You know you fly
Dont even try
You cant get by
Youre so damn high
Lets touch the sky
Just you and I
And dance like theres no
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