Mojo (sped up)
Super B
They call me La Bomba
I came with the Tommy And Tierra La Tonka
M.I.A., like Sri Lanka
Big poppa, big poppa
Big poppa, gun shotta shotta
Fire guilloton brrrr
I was on a different other planet
Like a Time Bandit this life was not handed
Had to work twice as hard I am left handed
Jump from a studio into a mansion
Press that button then I jump dimensions
I jump dimensions
The horse was riding like a piston
O's and 1's yeah we winning
Mind yo business
Still can't touch us
They don't know it was written
Didn't know I was like that
Down in hell with The Penguin and Kodak
Magic, Ay the plan was hatched
Fuckery fuckery don't fuck with me
I fuck yo bitch mom and yo auntie
No I don't, no I don't
Yes I did
They don't know how we live
Drop from the helicopter into the pit
Martians swiss
Nicotine free but today I'm smoking cigs
Don't even deserve my swish
Even though you caught that bitch
Mojo came back in this bitch
What if I gave up my
What if I gave up my
What if I gave up my sticky
What if I gave up my Iggy
What if I gave up my niggas
Naw, sixty nine only for bed
Can't blame that nigga for going fed
Our history's different
They came to this country cause they believe it
We came cause they was seizing it
Now we back in this bitch
Hand on the globe we seizing it
With seasoning, cause we rich
From the depths of our soul, our pockets got swole
Yeah we coming for it
Shotta fire guilloton
Yeah we gunning for it
Power
Yeah we coming for it
It's the hour
They gone pay in blood or with a money shower
They call me La Bomba
I came with the Tommy And Tierra La Tonka
M.I.A., like Sri Lanka
Big poppa, big poppa
Big poppa, gun shotta shotta
Fire guilloton brrrr
I was on a different other planet
Like a Time Bandit this life was not handed
Had to work twice as hard I am left handed
Jump from a studio into a mansion
Press that button then I jump dimensions
I jump dimensions
The horse was riding like a piston
O's and 1's yeah we winning
Mind yo business
Still can't touch us
They don't know it was written
Didn't know I was like that
Down in hell with The Penguin and Kodak
Magic, Ay the plan was hatched
Fuckery fuckery don't fuck with me
I fuck yo bitch mom and yo auntie
No I don't, no I don't
Yes I did
They don't know how we live
Drop from the helicopter into the pit
Martians swiss
Nicotine free but today I'm smoking cigs
Don't even deserve my swish
Even though you caught that bitch
Mojo came back in this bitch
What if I gave up my
What if I gave up my
What if I gave up my sticky
What if I gave up my Iggy
What if I gave up my niggas
Naw, sixty nine only for bed
Can't blame that nigga for going fed
Our history's different
They came to this country cause they believe it
We came cause they was seizing it
Now we back in this bitch
Hand on the globe we seizing it
With seasoning, cause we rich
From the depths of our soul, our pockets got swole
Yeah we coming for it
Shotta fire guilloton
Yeah we gunning for it
Power
Yeah we coming for it
It's the hour
They gone pay in blood or with a money shower
Credits
Writer(s): Bradner Hill
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