M.I.A. Songtext
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M.I.A. Songtext
Ft: Trademark Da Skydiver
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I′m a super villain and I love the feeling
Niggas is mad get about your feelings
Acting all emotional, and they see a nigga like me getting though
I've been getting cheese just let it be
I told you before I got the recipe
Cooking up high should I smash the beat like I smash the freak
On my polo sheets
I′m smoking good, feeling great
Just stuffed a whole eighth up in that J
I fly like paper, get high like planes Take 2 to the face then I'm in my A
King Kong and got shit on me
I'm fresh to bake in this.
I rap and chill from state to state
I′m making moves why these niggas hate
My money straight work to my safe
From making change like every day
Smoke and kill I′m getting me
Counting guap up in the days
I gotta get mines anyway
I can't f*ck
You know what I′m smoking on
Weed the fresh is clothing on
Pimp stroke when I stroll alone
Hustling get my money long
In the zone high above the strong
Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us
I'm rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
You could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
Hide above that good news, wrote the road I spit that good sense
That rapped it, east side, until I die and .shit
I′m rapping for my section is suspect the dead I do this
F*ck how you feel, I'ma keep it real
For my niggas and bitches that.the feel
We just tryin to stack up, for the days we didn′t have much
I'ma get it from the ground up, on my own I don't need no back up
Is just me all on this tracks, flex
I don′t need here come my rex up
I′ma boss nigga, you an actor, seriously you're not affect of
I′m getting mine and them hoes love it
They at my neck like Dracula
I smoke great than smashing good
Then send her back to her.
Get fresh than them right back on the clock
Never catch me.
You know what I'm smoking on
Weed the fresh is clothing on
Pimp stroke when I stroll alone
Hustling get my money long
In the zone high above the strong
Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us
I′m rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
You could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
How do I create annotations?
I′m a super villain and I love the feeling
Niggas is mad get about your feelings
Acting all emotional, and they see a nigga like me getting though
I've been getting cheese just let it be
I told you before I got the recipe
Cooking up high should I smash the beat like I smash the freak
On my polo sheets
I′m smoking good, feeling great
Just stuffed a whole eighth up in that J
I fly like paper, get high like planes Take 2 to the face then I'm in my A
King Kong and got shit on me
I'm fresh to bake in this.
I rap and chill from state to state
I′m making moves why these niggas hate
My money straight work to my safe
From making change like every day
Smoke and kill I′m getting me
Counting guap up in the days
I gotta get mines anyway
I can't f*ck
You know what I′m smoking on
Weed the fresh is clothing on
Pimp stroke when I stroll alone
Hustling get my money long
In the zone high above the strong
Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us
I'm rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
You could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
Hide above that good news, wrote the road I spit that good sense
That rapped it, east side, until I die and .shit
I′m rapping for my section is suspect the dead I do this
F*ck how you feel, I'ma keep it real
For my niggas and bitches that.the feel
We just tryin to stack up, for the days we didn′t have much
I'ma get it from the ground up, on my own I don't need no back up
Is just me all on this tracks, flex
I don′t need here come my rex up
I′ma boss nigga, you an actor, seriously you're not affect of
I′m getting mine and them hoes love it
They at my neck like Dracula
I smoke great than smashing good
Then send her back to her.
Get fresh than them right back on the clock
Never catch me.
You know what I'm smoking on
Weed the fresh is clothing on
Pimp stroke when I stroll alone
Hustling get my money long
In the zone high above the strong
Yeah I write alone and my tooth see the chief and reef us
I′m rolling stone, you could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
You could tell from my tongue
Kush cones got me gone, gone gone
Writer(s): Washington Alex M, Dangleben Ti'khari De'quan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
