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bad girls (n.a.r.s. remix) - m.i.a. lyrics

[intro: m.i.a.]
when i’m, when i’m, when-when-when i’m
banging on the radio
b-b-b-banging on the radio
when i’m banging on the radio
b-b-b-banging on the radio
chain hits my chest
when i’m banging on the dashboard
my chain hits my chest
when i’m banging on the radio

[chorus: m.i.a.]
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
bad girls do it well, bad girls do it well
bad girls—well, bad

[refrain: m.i.a.]
get back, get down
pull me closer if you think you can hang
hands up, hands tied
don’t go screaming if i blow you with a bang

[verse 1: m.i.a]
ah, suki, suki
i’m coming in the cherokee gasoline
there’s steam on the window screen take it, take it
wheels bouncing like a trampoline
when i get to where i’m going, gonna have you trembling

[chorus: m.i.a.]
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
bad girls—well, bad girls do it well
bad girls—well, bad girls do it well
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
live fast, die young, bad girls do it well
bad girls—well, bad girls do it well
bad girls—well, bad girls do it well

[verse 2: missy eliott]
okay, okay
they call me, missy miss, bad b-tch
no i’m not like the average
don’t you ever try to confront me
you get smashed like ham sandwiches
scandalous, vandalous
m.i.a. they can’t handle this
we on fire like candlestick
and get the crowd pumped up like -sses
money in my pocket
and i’m bouncing like a hydraulic
and the beat be so r-t-rded
b-ss be kicking like karate
roll, got that flow
make that freaks wanna get down low
get down low, make ’em touch them toes
i got them flows ain’t you worry foe
grab your d-ck, grab your t-tties
dj’s, play the hit
cl-ssical, epicness
me and m.i.a. we too legit

[verse 3: azealia banks]
late night, coming down broadway
n-ggas ain’t stuntin’,they riding the four train
these n-ggas ain’t fly, got wings like always
you’re finger-f-ckin’ the p-ssy, l!ckin’ it all day
n-ggas on me ’cause my position is boss made
n-ggas on me ’cause all my fabrics they cost change
he ain’t stylin’ enough to be ballin’
kobe bryant, odom, ray allen, and paul pierce
combined in one frame, pardon my water, but
this my wave you take orders like my chicken sautéed
tartar sauce on the fried fish, i ate
b-tches tried to shimmy my shake
b-tches try to diddy my ma$e
who runs the city? i’ll break both legs
best thing going, y’all b-tches is okay
b-tches on the wrong course, this my lane
proper, proper all my propaganda
puffin with some rastas, puffin’ better puff a shot
whistle for my masters, c0ke headed models
dope on arrival, visa is en casa
been in bahamas, eating all this chocolate
tell me w-lly wonka-wonga
i’m a mack truck and you n-ggas are tonkas
n-ggas act up then it’s gorillas and their armours
get clapped up n-gga you can get applauded
st-tch you back up, get you fitted in your garments
it will be me on the roof with the harness
just az i don’t need no accomplice
better roll deep with little gg, cc, we we
i’m a bust a n-gga and then gun him in the pee pee
n-ggas better hide their little brother when they see me
all these n-ggas riding with they cholos till the heat squeeze

- m i a lyrics

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