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M.I.A Video (MV)




Performed By: July Quin
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Julio Quinones




July Quin - M.I.A Lyrics
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I'll be M.I.A
I'll be M.I.A, out
I do things my way
F*ck 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
F*ck 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!)
F*ck 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!)
F*ck 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 f*ck with your free
You may be blind but bitch you gonna see
F*cking 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 f*ck 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
F*ck 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
F*ck 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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I'll be M.I.A
I'll be M.I.A, out
I do things my way
F*ck 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
F*ck 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!)
F*ck 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!)
F*ck 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 f*ck with your free
You may be blind but bitch you gonna see
F*cking 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 f*ck 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
F*ck 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
F*ck 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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Writer: Julio Quinones
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