1600j – m.i.a lyrics
[intro]
huh (benjicold, why you icy?)
huh (hol’ on)
yeah, aye, aye
yeah, aye, aye
[chorus]
i cannot hang with a basic b+tch, yeah
surrounded by fake n+ggas ’cause i’m makin’ it
n+ggas my sons, i ain’t raisin’ them
that’s yo main b+tch? why she shakin’ it?
they like “why you goin’ m+i+a?” ’cause i been chasin’ it
and i swear if i see a lil’ stain, you know i’m takin’ it
she on my body, she gotta get hit up
let the shottie hit ’em so we pick ’em up
she a thottie so i am not into her
spot a opp, then we zip ’em up
with yo thot, ’cause i know that she give it up
pour me some wock, i had to mix it up
i’m on the top, brodie can’t get to us
[post+chorus]
you hatin’ on me, get ya brеad up
12 on me, i be fed up
you ain’t talkin’ monеy? thought you said sumn’
[?] dummy, lil’ boy i can’t let up
i be separated, keep my head up
i be movin’ hot up in the phantom
shooter with me, catch a man down
[chorus]
i cannot hang with a basic b+tch, yeah
surrounded by fake n+ggas ’cause i’m makin’ it
n+ggas my sons, i ain’t raisin’ them
that’s yo main b+tch? why she shakin’ it?
they like “why you goin’ m+i+a?” ’cause i been chasin’ it
and i swear if i see a lil’ stain, you know that i’m takin’ it
she on my body, she gotta get hit up
let the shottie hit ’em so we pick ’em up
she a thottie so i am not into her
spot a opp, then we zip ’em up
with yo thot, ’cause i know that she give it up
pour me some wock, i had to mix it up
i’m on the top, brodie can’t get to us
[post+chorus]
you hatin’ on me, get ya bread up
12 on me, i be fed up
you ain’t talkin’ money? thought you said sumn’
[?] dummy, lil’ boy i can’t let up
i be separated, keep my head up
i be movin’ hot up in the phantom
shooter with me, catch a man down
[outro]
i cannot hang with a basic b+tch, yeah
surrounded by fake n+ggas ’cause i’m makin’ it
n+ggas my sons, i ain’t raisin’ them
that’s yo main b+tch? why she shakin’ it?
they like “why you goin’ m+i+a?” ’cause i been chasin’ it
and i swear if i see a lil’ stain, you know that i’m takin’ it
she on my body, she gotta get hit up
let the shottie hit ’em so we pick ’em up
she a thottie so i am not into her
spot a opp, then we zip ’em up
with yo thot, ’cause i know that she give it up
pour me some wock, i had to mix it up
i’m on the top, brodie can’t get to us
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