M.I.A. - POC THAT STILL A RYDA lyrics

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M.I.A. - POC THAT STILL A RYDA lyrics

(Verse 1) M.I.A. on the mic This is gonna be sick If you’re trying to talk to me Then you better be fit, swagger Bad gyal, Jamaican style Don’t want your pretty face in a smile See Mia, Mia If you ask how I’m doing, I’m fine If you wanna know a bad girl come to good Mothaf**ka I am trying You know I’m packing the heat You better be ready for a crime Breaking order like a leader I’m staying out the radar Meet me at the border, border Like Dora the Explorer Holla, holla, holla In a Corolla When I drive in my borough Cops still see my color, swagger They call me a ruler On the way to the global future I’m an Ivy League scholar I’m here to shed light on the matter We got that fuel and the venom Better get ready for a banger In my…string Jump in the choppa Chop up a mango With my salt and pepper Yeah I’m still a rider Not white like the Oscar I’m doing it, I’m gonna love Jesus was not a lot bitter (Chorus) Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em and see Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em Fly pirates, we can’t stop Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em and see Pop, pop, pop, pop Load em Fly pirates, we can’t stop (Verse 2) Swagger in the summer So you better follow Can’t touch this, MC Hammer I’m Michael Jackson, Thriller Pop, pop, popping the collar Turtleneck and a bomber When I’m driving you know I’m a winner Bamboo banging, call me baby power Throw up your henna Throw up your middle finger I’m a fighter and a lover Rider with a shotta I set this track on fire I’m here for every color Including Black Lives Matter (Repeat Chorus) (Bridge) Everybody in the place get lit Throw your lighters in the air Everybody in the place get lit Throw your lighters in the air Ayy, lay, lay, lay, l-lay, up in here Gonna blow it up in here Knock, knock, here’s that bomb Champion girl, show you where I’m from Knock, knock, we stay strong Show me someone I can’t stand on Ayy, lay, lay, lay, l-lay, up in here Step it up, girl, up in here When you get high with no visa Everybody know it’s M.I.A (Repeat Chorus)

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