Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cherry Byron-Withers
Cherry Byron-Withers
Songwriter
Christopher Mercer
Christopher Mercer
Songwriter
Dave Taylor
Dave Taylor
Songwriter
John Hill
John Hill
Songwriter
Maya Arulpragasam
Maya Arulpragasam
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Hill
John Hill
Producer
M.I.A.
M.I.A.
Producer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Mixing Engineer
Rusko
Rusko
Producer
Switch
Switch
Producer

Testi

[Intro]
Down the drain, down the drain, down the drain
Down, d-down, down, d-d-d-d—, make it drop down the drain
[Intro]
We squeeze, we sniff, we, we cut it up to give you the ultimate
M-M-M-M.I.A.
[Intro]
Oh, it's M.I.A., oh, wow
It's M.I.A., wow, it's M.I.A., wow
It's a rocket, rocket to the stars
Rocket, rocket to the space
Rock it, rock it to the bar
Rock it off your fucking face
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Shake, shake
[Verse 1]
Johnny keep walking, Jack does too much coke
Jim Beam and Jameson, they just give me joke
When I see Pernod, I say, "Oh, hell no"
Kahlúa's a turnoff, I tell him to Smirnoff
Captain Morgan, shark with sparks
When we hang out, he shoots arrows through my heart
Blue-Blue Tattoo chillin' up in Malibu
He got 99 Bananas, but he's not my boo
[Chorus]
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
[Verse 2]
When I met Seagram's, Chivas down my spine
Got me on the dance floor, and then we start to wine
His ex Sambuca, she just a hooker
I put it on a Chila, but I want to kill ah
[Verse 3]
I got you off your fuckin' face, I told you what to do
You want your mother, your other mother
I got you off your fuckin' face, you wound up in another place
Your brother, you fuckin' nutter
[Chorus]
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
[Bridge]
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Down the drain, down the drain, down the drain
Down, d—, make it drop down the drain
Eh, e-eh
[Chorus]
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
Got a shot of tequila in me
[Bridge]
Uh, rock, uh, rock, uh, rock, uh, yeah
Rocket, rocket to the stars
Rocket, rocket to the space
Rock it, rock it to the bar
Rock it off your fucking face
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Shake, shake
[Chorus]
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
I got shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
I got shot of tequila in me
I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky
[Bridge]
Eh, eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, —say?
[Bridge]
Rocket, rocket to the stars
Rocket, rocket to the space
Rock it, rock it to the bar
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Shake, shake
[Outro]
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Eh, e-eh, watcha say?
Written by: Cherry Byron-Withers, Christopher Mercer, Dave Taylor, John Hill, Maya Arulpragasam
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