म्यूज़िक वीडियो
म्यूज़िक वीडियो
क्रेडिट्स
PERFORMING ARTISTS
M.I.A.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maya Arulpragasam
Songwriter
Jean-Baptiste De Laubier
Composer
Hugues Rey
Songwriter
Benoit Heitz
Composer
David Taylor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Benoit Heitz
Producer
Geoff Pesche
Mastering Engineer
Neil Comber
Engineer
Surkin
Producer
Switch
Producer
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[Verse 1]
I'm so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddess of word, bitches, I'ma keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out!
Let the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out
Big on the underground, can't knock me down
Vicki Leekx bitches, back by dope demand
I sleep on my talent and I stand by it, too
I can say lots with a little words or few
Like Adam had 'em, yeh, me, the madame
Yeah, I'll introduce you to the dooms, do-dooms
Come let me go, do you like my perfumes?
Made it at home with some gasoline and shrooms
Oil and water are two extremes
We like fucking carpets, you fucking brooms
Why is your tattoo some ugly looking thing?
I got many designs downloading on Bing
[Verse 2]
My cousin got his G.C.S.E.'s decorating
He's handy, you might need him when I finish what I'm saying
Let's be frank, you my stan, I'm your stan
I don't care what you smoke, what you fucking drank
I'm allowed to be pissed at mates who are yanks
'Cause it's not me and you, it's the fucking banks!
[Chorus]
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
[Verse 3]
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you gotta spit it out
I left the bottom two, let my wisdom work it out
The world is ours, send in your soldier powers
These words I announce, hope you heard 'em like cows
Alpha Kenny buddy, Roger, Charlie, and Rich
Bitch, my swag, bitches can't touch this
So click, click, click, please get off my dick
Just 'cause I know more don't make me thick
I'm a overweight, heavyweight, female Slick Rick
If you need the trees, then my shits got stick
I got bug spray, bucket, stick
I got tons of the fun stuff, tons and tons of it
[Chorus]
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
[Verse 4]
My nan was a stan for imported liquor brands
Seventy-two bottles at her birthday got drank
I must say, people, I got her to freaking thank
I'm a party fucking animal, if you ain't, scram!
Party fucking animal, if you ain't, scram!
Party fucking animal, if you ain't, scram!
Party fucking animal, if you ain't, scram!
Party fucking animal, if you ain't, scram!
My uncle jumped a boat, it took him to Iran
Started as a life, now, it got him banned
Came in a hurry, not a white van
Learnt that Sam, Ram, Chan, are same man
Corrugated iron wooden shacks
Gated mansions next to XX
Boys on motor bikes next to Maybachs
We got backpacks next to cats from Kyzack
Ex-convicts are diplomats
But rappers and Russians who don't pay tax
And these cards are stacked and this is out crack
Rewind, pull it, now, bring it all back
Rewind, pull it, now, bring it all back
Rewind, pull it, now, bring it all back
[Chorus]
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Bring the noise when we run upon them!
Written by: B. Heitz, David Taylor, Hugues Rey, Jean-Baptiste De Laubier, Maya Arulpragasam