Lyrics:
Dentro al maid cafè mi sento un butler
La mia maid che mi offre una foto con parfait
Ventizeroventicinque faccio la mia parte
Sfasciatori duplici
Parla face to face
Con l'ALFMOB no play
Siamo demoni nel rave
Lsd dentro il bombay
Ah
Mi chiama sensei
La tua bitch è la mia maid
4k con un trade
Graceful when we wanna be and other times we're meaner
Give us your clock and we'll show you how to clean her
'Cause we're a band who thinks with mia maid
round, see me rolling in that coupe coupe
You want that Minute Maid, girl I got that juice juice
If she ain't fuckin then Shawty get the deuce deuce
These
(You gotta fuckin' feel this shit, boy)
(BanBwoi)
Niggas actin' like they gettin' money, but I know they not (not)
MIA bitch suckin' dick with
desire
Whoz dat gal
She dey set my soul on fire
Whoz dat gal
I gotta take her home to mama
Mama mama mama mama mia
Mama mama mama mama mia
Mama mama mama
Pops was MIA I fly these paper planes all over town
They say the sky's the limit but I'm on the moon took scenic routes
Love the view High on life tell
Double me down i gotta admit i gotta pound
Smoking that gas yeah right out the pound
Went MIA but bitch i'm on the ground
And i'm so high i can't
mouth
Yeah I'm from the New York streets, now my home is in the south
Yeah I'm in the MIA, that's why I went MIA
Sorry for the delay I was getting paid
a strap
ATL, I'm sippin' ack , Sippin' raw, smokin' pack
Who got blue, go Rack for rack
Let's go band for band, M.I.A., I'm in Japan
Minute maid , I'm
maid (Maid), right here on the kitchen counter
M.I.A. (A), we both missing in Atlanta
She throw on Versace, I'm like, "Girl, you got me"
And we
days
I got grown nigga problems at my age
But I don't face them I go M.I.A.
I'm not focused on shit i'm jus tryna get paid
Money or love man it's not
(yes)
My roof back, my coupe black
50 grand I blew that
I'm so fly they call me "Mr. I Can Do That"
'Cause
H-Town!
M.I.A. yayo
That's how we do this
It's
night standing
No breakfast in bed today
Soon as day break I'll be on my way
MIA back to JFK
Shorty damn near mine without the whip and chain
Bet
night standing
No breakfast in bed today
Soon as day break I'll be on my way
MIA back to JFK
Shorty damn near mine without the whip and chain
Bet
wondering why I been M.I.A
Lately all these money these bitches cannot break
And feeling like I need you need you need you
I be feeling like I need you
I be
I don't want to live like this so
Baby girl got me now
Maybe we should just take it slow
Baby girl got me now
But why are you MIA
Baby girl got me
that I won't be the first
Rather end up on death row
I took a trip with my bros
We headed out MIA uh
I took a trip with my bitch
Yeah it's her bday uh
gave me lemons
In a minute maid lemonade
That how we do in the crew
Yeah we innovate
Acting a foo(l) ain't coo(l)
Don't get in my way
Take you out,
stay trucking
Don't try and eat of my plate, all this beef can get real disgusting, listen
I don't do top of the maid back, I get top, where the babes
Ta yi ga Suntaila
Feeli feeli girl minya nu ob3ti ninsa mia
M3 ma me hu s3 ma twitwa agyah Appiah
If you enter Wo B3 ti
Oh my God
Next time you go
the heat now
Is you in there
Had to go on my way
Tryna go M.I.A., lost my time
I was, I was, I was, Yeah
I was, I was, I don’t
I don’t pay my taxes
Call up
SQUARES IN THREE CUT TABS LIKE YAHWEH’S PYRAMID
I see brackets lines n slashes
Yeah them dividends
Juicy Juices
Gusher loosening
In ‘n Out like Minute Maid
(Oh my God)
(This some underwater shit)
(Swimming)
(I just want Khalif-)
(Labeled) (Labeled)
I just want Khalifa
I want Mia, Arab bit
Money Middle
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