20 Dollar - M.I.A.

War!

War!

War!

Talking about you’s such a bore

I’d rather talk about moi

Like do you know the cost of AK’s up in Africa?

20 dollars ain’t shit to you

But that’s how much they are

So they’re gonna use the shit just to get far

Is gold diamonds helping ya?

Don’t you like my ban-dan-na?

(bandana)

My stains hang low, on my shirt’s like «Ay-ya-ya!»

Got monkey brains and banana

I’ll hit you with my antenna

I put soap in my eye

Make it red so I look rawr-rawr-rawr!

So I woke up with my Holy Quran

And found out I like Cadillac

So we’re shootin' until the song is up

Little boys are acting up

And baby mothers are going crazy

And the leaders all around cracking up

We goat-rich, we fry

Price of livin' in a shanty town just seems very high

But we still like T. I

But we still look fly

Dancin' as we’re shootin' up

And lootin' just to get by (Huh?)

With your feet on the air

Your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it — yeah!

Your head’ll collapse, when there’s nothin' in it

And you’ll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

(Huh?)

War!

War!

War!

Who made me like this!

Was it me and God in co-production?

My Devil’s on speed-dial

Every time I take the wrong direction

All I want is one thing and that is what you got

Sometimes I go and lose my mind, then I feel numb

There’s 24 hours in a day

I used to spilt it 8, 8, 8

8 — work!

8 — sleep!

And 8 for play!

Now I give it all it takes

Now people on the Internet

A new life for the intellect

People judge me so hard cause I don’t floss my titties out

I was born out of dirt like I’m porn in a skirt

I was a little girl who made good, well au revoir, adieu

I put people on the map that never seen a map

I’ve showed 'em something they’ve never seen

And hope they make it back!

With your feet on the air

Your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it — yeah!

Your head’ll collapse, when there’s nothin' in it

And you’ll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

(Huh?)

With your feet on the air

Your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it — yeah!

Your head’ll collapse, when there’s nothin' in it

And you’ll ask yourself

Where is my mind?