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M.I.A. lyrics - Kala

20 dollar lyrics

War war war
Talking bout you all is such a bore
I'd rather talk about moi

Do you know that cost of a.ks
Up in Africa
20 dollars ain't shit to you
But that's how much they are
So they gonna use the shit just to get far

Is girls, diamonds
Helping you?
Don't you like my bandanna?
My stains hang low
On my shirts like ay yai ay
Monkey brains and banana
I'll hit you with my antana
I put soap in my eye
Make it red so I look raa

Ra ra
So I woke up with my holy quran and found out I like Cadillac
So we shooting till the song is up
Little boys are acting up
Baby mothers are going crazy
And the leaders all round cracking up
We goat rich we fry
Price of living in a shanty town just seem very high
We still like T.I.
We still look fly
Dancing as we shooting up
And lootin just to get by.

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
"Where is my mind?"

War war war
Who made me like this
Was it me and god in co-production
My devil's on speed dial
Everytime I take the wrong direction

All I want is one thing and that is what you got
Sometimes I go lose my mind then I feel numb

There's 24 hours in a day
I used to spilt it 8, 8, 8
8 work
8 sleep
8 for play
Now I give it all it takes

People on the Internet
A new life for the intellect
People judge me so hard
'cause I don't floss my titty set
I was born out of dirt like I'm porn in a skirt
I was a little girl who made good with all that I blurt
I put people on the map that never seen a map
I show 'em something they ain't never seen
And hope they make it back!!!!

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head'll collapse when there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
"Where is my mind?"
[2x]





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Bamboo banga lyrics

Road runner, road runner
Going hundred mile per hour
With your radio on
With your radio on

Road runner, road runner
Going hundred mile per hour
With your radio on
With your radio on

Somalia, Angola, Ghana, Ghana, Ghana (hey!)
India, Sri Lanka, Burma, bamboo banga (hey!)
This the bamboo banga
I said bamboo banga
This the bamboo banga
I said bamboo banga
And we're hitting our records like a tennis player
And the drummers do the shit like the macarena
This the jungle banga
Or the cold jammer
I said jungle banga
I said cold jammer
I said jungle banga
I said cold jammer

I'm bored of eating banana
I want guanabana
I wanna warm my buns this summer summer summer summer
Now I'm sittin' down chilling on some gun powder
Strike / match / light / fire
Who's that girl called Maya?
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
I said M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga

I'm knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer
Yeah, I'm knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer
Yeah, I'm knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer
Yeah, I'm knocking on the doors of your hummer hummer
You'll be hungry like the wolves hunting dinner dinner
And we're moving with the packs like hyena ena
Barbarella look like she's my dead ringer
When I'm dogging on the bonnet of your red Honda

I'm a road runner
I'm a world runner
I'm a road runner
I'm a world runner

I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga

M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)
M.I.A. coming back with power power (power power!)

I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga
I'm big timer, it's the bamboo banga




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Big branch lyrics

Big branch

Big bad wolf
Came over to my ranch
Took all my land
Left me with a branch
That's how I felt about the
Loving that I had
That I know about the girls he had

Bring her to my door now
Bring me that ho
Put her on the table
And put her in my claw
I'll put her down in my jaw
To my belly, to my toe
I'll shit on that ho
And drop her to the floor

Big branch

Men are like pearls
They look good with my curls
I string em to get the best necklace in the world
In the states of the world
All women wanna lay
But it's man's world so keep him at bay
You can fuck a man, mack a man
Tell 'em that you're gay
Tell him real love ain't on BET
Sex is so cheap, I get it at KFC
When its meaningless why they do R&B

Bring her to my door now
Bring me that ho
Put her on the table
And put her in my claw
I'll put her down in my jaw
To my belly, to my toe
I'll shit on that ho
And drop her to the floor

Big branch

I ate my chips and I washed my plate
Thought about women that take that bait
Men with stamina or money on the plate
Can get a woman thinking her period is late
Thanks to Jesus, I got my own estate
If I let you in, will you run off with my maid?
All men are just so fickle these days
To find a really good one
I keep on getting laid

Bring her to my door now
Bring me that ho
Put her on the table
And put her in my claw
I'll put her down in my jaw
To my belly, to my toe
I'll shit on that ho
And drop her to the floor




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Bird flu lyrics

BIG on the underground
What's the point of knocking me down?
Everybody knows
I'm already good on the ground

Most of us stay strong
Shit don't really bound us
Then I go on my own
Making bombs with rubber bands

I have my hard down
So I need a man for romance
Streets are making em hard
So they selfish little roamers
Jumpin' girl to girl
Make us meat like burgers
When I get fat
I'll pop me out some leaders

A protocol to be a Rocawear model?
It didn't really drop that way
My legs hit the hurdle

A protocol to be a rocker on a label?
It didn't really drop that way
Our beats were too evil

But I put away paper for later so I'm stable
A better something better come
So I could get cable
Ghetto pops, food drops
I store them in my stable
I cook em up , pop em down
Eat me it off ya a table

The village got on the phone
Said the street is comin' to town
They wanna check my papers
See what I carry around
Credentials are boring
I burnt them at the burial ground
Don't order me about
I'm an outlaw from the badland

Put away shots for later
So I'm stable
Live in trees chew on feet
Watch lost on cable
Bird flu gonna get you
Made it in my stable
From the crap you drop
On my crop when they pay you.




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Boyz lyrics

ThaNANNANANANANANANNANANANNNANA [4x]
BOYS THERE HOW MANY BOYZ THERE?
How many?

How many tequilas in the place
How many beers are in the case?

Boys there?
How many?
Boys there?
How many?

How many dutty wine swing it away
How many shots without the case?

Boys there?
How many?
Boys there?
How many?

How many mash up and in a haze
How many wacky dip fall the head

Boys there?
How many?
Boys there?
How many?

How many no money boys are crazy [2x]
How many boyz are raw
How many no money boyz are rowdy
How many start a war

Hey now
Let me go, hey now
Can we go ridin up a dirty track up in Laventille
Will you, show me before I make it back somewhere I can chill?

Hey now
Let me go, hey now
Can we go riding up a motor bike up to sugar hill
Cooking chicken on the wall with the system up on full

What we do now [4x]
Duppa bounce
Dem der duppa bounce

Oooo gosh its the new warlord

ThaNANNANANANANANANNANANANNNANA [2x]
BOYS THERE HOW MANY BOYZ THERE?
How many?

How many no money boys are crazy [2x]
How many boyz are raw
How many no money boyz are rowdy
How many start a war

Oooo gosh its the new warlord




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Come around lyrics

(feat. Timbaland)

[M.I.A.:]
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar,
Sidekick rings, "what's up? holla!"
Text the address, I'll see you later
Baby come down
Come down, come down, come down
run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

In a faraway land we got shit made
Ray-Ban shades, warheads laid
Babies born in air raids
My girls run the Everglades
Indian tribesmen gamble spades
Indian chicks, they get men laid
Milk and honey, smoke high-grade
Gold and diamond, gems and jade
Ride up on our tanks, invade
Blow up thing to save our nam
Mina, Rina, Tina, Sabrina
Being a super Indian babe
We black market, we black made
We hit shit out when it rains
Would you come down and catch my train?
Would you run down and play this game?

Check my coat in and I paid the dollar,
Sidekick rings, "what's up? holla!"
Text the address, I'll see you later
Baby come down
Come down, come down, come down
run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

[Timbaland:]
Baby girl
You and me, need to go to your teepee
The moon is full, and I'm shining.
Baby, I know you see me.
Put a hump or two on your back
Jst like that
Oh girl you're on fire.
I don't wanna be in love with you
Imma just break you off and say goodbye
The night is young
Don't make me wait,
You just might miss your chance.
I'm gon' tell you the truth
Timbaland, I'm the motherfuckin' man.
Today's the day, girl, let me get that
Don't get mad
In fact, let me hit that
I've been overkilling them, I break backs
Come down, run down
Girl, where your place at?

[M.I.A.:]
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar,
Sidekick rings, "what's up? holla!"
Text the address, I'll see you later
Baby come down
Come down, come down, come down
run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

[Timbaland:]
Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy 'cause Timbaland ain't dead
Don't get it twisted baby girl, baby boy 'cause Timbaland ain't dead
Bounce




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Far far lyrics

Time got me feeling emotions
Why you always digging on my nerve?
I feel weak, when I say "please" you keep on
Does breaking me make you feel so strong?

I go give, show you how low I go
Playa boy go 'head and be that macho
Power up that blade on that chainsaw
Go cut me down and I'm still gon grow

Ahh ahhh ahh
Yeah, he left me, yeah
To go far far away

Coz yesterday I met a girl from Warsaw
She walked like a turtle with a saw paw
Why don't they make some kinda new law
That stops making a religioon out of war?
Yeah, happy you know lots of useless info
Keep ticking like a brain on a robot
But I do know some things you don't know
That people you hate come back for more

Ahh ahhh ahh
Yeah, he left me, yeah
To go far far away

A tug of war with me and he was called for
Like he was iced tea, I was always pom more
But you broke me when you act like you want war
Coz my strength makes you feel insecure

Now here we go, we bouncing like a pinball
I let him go so he can go paint time gold
Why don't we live for that love though?
Or does money still drive you a whole lot more?




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Hussel lyrics

(feat. Afrikan Boy)

We do it cheap hide our money in a heap
Send it home and make em study
Fixing teeth, I got family, a friend in need
A hand to throw the gasoline
A mobile phone hooked up to the scene
Hello my frind yes it's me
Dont be scared there's somethin going on
Im gettin money since I grown
Could be dash go out and hussel em
But I hate money coz it makes me numb

Hussel hussel hussel
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hussel on their mind?

Hussel hussel hussel
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hussel on their mind?

[AFRIKAN BOY]
You think its tough now,
Come to africa,
Out there we are grinding like pepper,
You can catch me on the motorway,
Selling sugar water and pepper,
I rep Africa not Miami,
Hustle hustle with m.i.a,
I'm broke I've got indefinite stay,
You can't touch me like leprosy,
I hustle tough from here to sri lanka,
My mum told me to be an accountant,
Bun that I wanna work in a corner shop,
Contact sugu he's got the contacts mayne,
I'm illegal I don't pay tax tax,
EMA yes I'm claiming that that,
Police I try to avoid them,
They catch me hustling they say deport them,

Hussel hussel hussel [2x]
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hussel on their mind?

Hello my friend, hello my friend
Yes it's me
4 by 3 ,3 buy 3 , buy 1 song get 1 free
Maybe me, a bootleg cd colour tv or dvd
We got barrels in the sea
Its big enough to take a whole family
We drum on it
Jun cha cha gegujun cha
Jun cha cha gegujun cha

Come sit by me, let me tell u we
Don't do bling but we do white tee
Up some jungle up some tree
One second , my phones ringing
Its my friend habibi
He then went drop called me
Cheap moroccan got no credit than me
Ya'll got less credit than me
I keep that tab at a shop like a gee
Coz without me there'll be no chocolate hershey

Hussel hussel hussel [6x]
Grind grind grind
Why has everyone got hussel on their mind?




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Jimmy lyrics

Jimmy, Jimmy
Come back Jimmy

When you go Rwanda Congo
Take me on ya genocide tour
Take me on a truck to Darfur
Take me where you would go

Got static on ya satellite phone
Got to get you safe at home
Got to get you some where warm
So you get me all alone

Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja

Time and time and time and time again
You keep pushing that button but I don't know what your sayin
You hit me on AIM tryin' flip me on some game
Are you coming are you going are you leaving are you staying

You told me that your busy
Your loving makes me crazy
I know that you hear me
Start acting like you want me

You told me that your busy
Your loving makes me crazy
I know you can hear me
Start acting like you want me

Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja

Time and time and time and time again
You keep pushing me, what you sayin
You hit me on AIM, flip me on some game
But I still don't know what you're sayin'

You told me that your busy
Your loving makes me crazy
I know that you hear me
Start acting like you want me

You told me that your busy
Your loving makes me crazy
I know you can hear me
Start acting like you want me

Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja
Jimmy Aaja




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Mango pickle down river lyrics

(feat. The Wilcannia Mob)

First of all I wanna say I don't even know why you act that way
My name is maya and people always say
I act kinda strange like a dooba weh
I like fish and mango pickle
When I climb trees
Them feet them tickle
I'm broke this month didn't pay rent
I had to jump town and my money's all spent [2x]

Rode the bmx we walked through the bush
The boys fight to ride it, but I just let em push
Keith stole an egg from a lil kookoo
Kept it safe in his mouth, while he danced the jookoo jookoo

There's only one ocean that got fish left
One day we'll have to be a really good chef
And I don't mean us in the bush making meth
Boys if you catch meth you catch your death
When I said that Keith sneezed and had a chick
Broke the little egg in his mouth in little bits

When it's hot we go down the river and swim
When we go fishing we 're catching a brim
When the rivers high we jump off the bridge
And then we go home and play some didge




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Paper planes lyrics

[x2]
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make 'em all day
I get one down in a second if you wait

[x2]
Sometimes I think sitting on trains
Every stop I get to I'm clocking that game
Everyone's a winner now we're making that fame
Bonafide hustler making my name

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

[x2]
Pirate skulls and bones
Sticks and stones and weed and bombs
Running when we hit 'em
Lethal poison through their system

[x2]
No one on the corner has swagger like us
Hit me on my burner prepaid wireless
We pack and deliver like UPS trucks
Already going hell just pumping that gas

[x4]
All I wanna do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!)
And (KKKAAAA CHING!)
And take your money

M.I.A.
Third world democracy
Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B.
So, uh, no funny business

Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go
Some some some I some I murder
Some I some I let go




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The turn lyrics

I don't read, yeah, I just guess
As the world turns
Don't bother me with your messs

I'm trying to do my best
Get my head up out the stress
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less

I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought I'd die young just to please the old
Now I teach the young, I'm victorial

Nanananananananana
Nanananananana
Nanananananananana
Nanananananana

I'd rather go on,
Go up and down
Turn myself all around
Then to stay down

I'd rather go on,
Go up and down
Turn myself all around
Then to stay down

The war in me makes a warrior
Like a pitbull gettin' with a terrior
I'm better off in North Korea
Yeah, droppin' from a barrel of a carrier

Coz I got enough to be more
It's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything
Just to let my head blow

Coz I got enough to be more
It's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything
Just to let my head blow

Nanananananananana
Nanananananana
Nanananananananana
Nanananananana

I'd rather go on,
Go up and down
Turn myself all around
Then to stay down

I'd rather go on,
Go up and down
Turn myself all around
Then to stay down

Picture this, a dull grey street in the train
Neon signs gonna shine though
Shorty you gonna shine though
Come up on ya treasure trove
Like the sun explode
Check up in the paper
In the mirror for ya horoscope

Walking on a tightrope
Go for something, I don't even know
Where to get it from
Sending out a signal
Smoke from a gun blow
As I knock off knock off
Things that I don't want.

Nanananananananana
Nanananananana
Nanananananananana
Nanananananana




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What I got lyrics

I was bored
I need a new drug
Everybody bitin' shit
Gettin' fucked up
M.I.A. rollin' wit Blaqstarr
Anyone talking shit
I'm gonna blow em all up

Who's mad, who's crazy, who's fucked up?
It's about time I rack em all up
More fire, more power, more wound up
I'm the queen of this shit
Don't bother steppin' up

Dance dammit dance
I rule
Dance dammit dance
I rule

What I got you can't get from ya mama
What I got you can't get from ya ho

I got alien aphrodisiacs
I found visiting planets of the zodiac
Got a six pack so you don't get side track
I'll be in Baltimore tonight on the amtrack

Got a Mac with PCP for ya lap
Same effects as LSD and smack
Boom boom I'm bringin you the new crack
Like a club track made from Iraq

What I got you can't get from ya mama
What I got you can't get from ya ho

Get to you in high tech pro tool
Woop woop chop screw in hotels
Club cars in the street front of people
At home we can play some scruples
But tonite I'll wait 'til the nightfall
Like a ninja glide over waterfalls
Get to you to give you a lil rock and roll
Tap tap that bed to the wall
Tap tap that bed to the wall




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World town lyrics

Hands up
Guns out
Represent the world town

Sick of all the shit that's keeping me down
Dead from the waist down
It's easy staying down
I never thought about it twice
But you do pay the price
It aint your weekly cash that feeds my mum the rice

Yo don't be calling me desperate
When I'm knocking on the door
Every wall you build I'll knock it down to the floor
See me see me bubbling quietly
See me see me acting like you ain't met me
See me see me bubbling quietly
See me see me acting like you ain't met me

Hands up
Guns out
Represent the world town

Look at what you did, you done it before
Every little dollar just keeps me down more
I never had you on my side bubbling on my side
Why they tell me different
When they make me explodified

Yo dont be calling me desperate
When i'm knocking on the door
Every wall you build i'll knock it down to the floor
See me see me bubbling quietly
See me see me acting like you ain't met me
See me see me bubbling quietly
See me see me acting like you ain't met me

Hands up
Guns out
Represent the world town




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XR2 lyrics

Where were you in 92?

This is how we do in the xr2
The boyz look fine, stereo's alpine
20/20 , thunderbird at 12 0 9
Took a pill good time all the time

Brick lane massive
We were like grime
Labrynth, world dance
Bagleys time
High top fades
We aint never paid
Roll up jeans e 's lucozade
Versaci jeans shades and chains
We roll in there like we late
Dj mcs private raves
Keep it secret , light it mate.

Whistle, whistle
Blow, blow

Here we, here we
Go, go

Some of them drink heineken
And some of them drink bacardi
Some of them talk a lot of shit
And act rowdy
Some say people follow me
Some say people is the key
When the music's got a beat
Then that's what gets me

Some people think we r stupid but we r not

Xr2 808
Mp3 mc8
Xox the mc5
Mtv has add
Nbc n bet,
Bbc is oap
Rem klf
Iq up the icq,
Cb4 cpt
Bbd n atl
Pdd had big
Nyc had rnb
Opp yrb
Tlc swv
Jo. d. c
Xxx
I love u
S l 2