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I was bored I need a new drug Everybody bitin' shit Gettin' fucked up M.I.A. rollin' wit Blaqstarr Anyone talking shit I'm gonna blow em all up Who's mad, who's crazy, who's fucked up? It's about time I rack em all up More fire, more power, more wound up I'm the queen of this shit Don't bother steppin' up Dance dammit dance I rule Dance dammit dance I rule What I got you can't get from ya mama What I got you can't get from ya ho I got alien aphrodisiacs I found visiting planets of the zodiac Got a six pack so you don't get side track I'll be in Baltimore tonight on the amtrack Letras de canciones Got a Mac with PCP for ya lap Same effects as LSD and smack Boom boom I'm bringin you the new crack Like a club track made from Iraq What I got you can't get from ya mama What I got you can't get from ya ho Get to you in high tech pro tool Woop woop chop screw in hotels Club cars in the street front of people At home we can play some scruples But tonite I'll wait 'til the nightfall Like a ninja glide over waterfalls Get to you to give you a lil rock and roll Tap tap that bed to the wall Tap tap that bed to the wall From Letras Mania