Teqkilla

M.I.A.

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    Down the drain, down the drain, down the drain
    Dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–
    Make it drop, down the drain
    We squeeze, we sniff (oh), we, we cut it up
    M–, M–, M–, MIA
    The ultimate
    Yeah (down the drain), it's MIA (down the drain)
    Oh (drown the drain), wow (dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, make it drop)
    It's MIA (drown the drain), wow (drown the drain)
    It's MIA (drown the drain), wow (dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, dow–, make it drop)
    Rock it (rock it to the stars), rock it (rock it to the space)
    Rock it (rock it to the bar), rock it (off your fucking face)
    Rock (shake), rock (shake), rock (shake, uh), rock (shake, uh)
    Joh–, Joh–, Joh–, Joh–

    J–Johnnie keep walking, J–Jack does too much coke
    J–Jim Beam and Jameson, they just gave me joke
    When I see Pernod, I say: Oh, hell nah
    Kahlua's a turn off, I tell him to Smirnoff
    Captain Morgan, a shake with sparks
    When we hang out, he shoots arrows through my heart
    Blue–, Blue Tattoo, chilling up in Malibu
    He got 99 Bananas, but he's not my boo

    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me

    When I met Seagram's, Ch–Ch–Chivas down my spine
    Go–Go–Got me on the dancefloor then we start to wine
    His ex, Sambuca, she just a hooker
    I put it on a Chila but I want tequila

    I'll get you off your fucking face, I told you what to do
    You want your mother, your something–or–other
    I'll get you off your fucking face
    You wound up in another place
    Your brother, you fucking nutter

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    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me

    Eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, whatcha say?

    Down the drain
    Down the drain
    Down the drain
    D–d–d–d–d–d–, make it drop
    Down the drain

    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me

    Rock (shake), rock (shake), rock (shake, uh), rock (shake, uh)
    Rock it (rock it to the stars), rock it (rock it to the stage)
    Rock it walkin' to the bar, rock it off your fucking face
    Rock (shake), rock (shake), rock (shake, uh), rock (shake, uh)

    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky weed
    I got a shot of tequila in me
    I got sticky, sticky, icky, icky

    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Rock it (rock it to the stars), rock it (rock it to the stage)
    Rock it walkin' to the bar, rock it off your fucking face
    Rock (shake), rock (shake), rock (shake, uh), rock (shake, uh)
    Rock
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?
    Eh, eh, eh, whatcha say?

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    Composición: John Hill, Maya Arulpragasam, Cherry Byron-Withers y Christopher Mercer

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