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M.I.A
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julio Manuel Quinones
Julio Manuel Quinones
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
July Quin
July Quin
Producer
Julio Manuel Quinones
Julio Manuel Quinones
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I'll be M.I.A I'll be M.I.A, out I do things my way Fuck up out my face now Whether night by day, weather night by day Screaming bomaye Screaming bomaye, bounce I'll be M.I.A I'll be M.I.A I do things my way Fuck up out my face now Whether night by day, weather night by day Screaming bomaye Screaming bomaye I'll be M.I.A (M.I.A!) I'll be M.I.A (M.I.A!) I do things my way (Things my way!) Fuck up out my face now (Up out my face now!) Whether night by day (Night by day!), weather night by day (Night by day!) Screaming bomaye (Bomaye!) Screaming bomaye, bounce (Bomaye!) I'll be M.I.A (M.I.A!) I'll be M.I.A (M.I.A!) I do things my way (Things my way!) Fuck up out my face now (Up out my face now!) Whether night by day (Night by day!), weather night by day (Night by day!) Screaming bomaye (Bomaye!) Screaming bomaye, bounce (Bomaye!) Boy I been running the soul out my audio before the rubber would crease I got the juice like its fiction, it's slick like Travolta and I don't mean grease They won't deny me the nani, I'm naughty with mine so I'm not on the list Kweli and Jon B but bitch I was raised by the Gotti, Ashanti, So bodies on me Yeah I'm the papa OG, and you snotty nose, vamanos, rapido please Pour me coqui and the morir soñando, I'm bori, before I be forty I'll bring All the glorious warriors born in the deep of the trench of the boogie Where zombies and ghoulies gon' creep on you slowly and fuck with your free You may be blind but bitch you gonna see Fucking with me is nutritious, it's rich and it's good for ya soul yeah, yeah There would be people that call me a genius and they won't be wrong yeah, yeah Me I just work it, i work it, I grind right down to the bone yeah, yeah Me and my ego believed it for years and now we eloped Alright enough of the raspy talk Every track gotta run it like an athlete dawg I'm just doing what my spirit had asked me for I tell the man in the mirror come jack me off cause I fuck with me Don't gotta choose a side, don't try to crucify me Cause I move with fire and you defy it I'll be everything that I dream inside The only thing I ever failed at was suicide I'll be M.I.A I'll be M.I.A, out I do things my way Fuck up out my face now Whether night by day, weather night by day Screaming bomaye Screaming bomaye, bounce I'll be M.I.A I'll be M.I.A I do things my way Fuck up out my face now Whether night by day, weather night by day Screaming bomaye Screaming bomaye (M.I.A!) (M.I.A!) (My way!) (My face now!) (By day!) (Night by day!) (Bomaye!) (Bomaye!) (M.I.A!) (M.I.A!) (My way!) (My face now!) (By day!) (Night by day!) (Bomaye!) (Bomaye!)
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