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Mia – Paper Planes Afrikan Boy Rye Rye Remix Lyrics

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I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make em all day
Ill get one done in a second if you wait

I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
If you come around here, I make em all day
Ill get one done in a second if you wait

Sometimes I think sittin on trains
Every step I get to Im clockin that game
Everyones a winner, were making our fame
Bona fide hustler making my name

Sometimes I think sittin on trains
Every step I get to Im clockin that game
Everyones a winner, were making our fame
Bonafide hustler making my name

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

Shes fly like paper, gets high like planes
Try to keep her from the U.S. but shes stronger than a gang
Well shes got a lot of fame, messing with the wrong name
Im following her footsteps from the hood to the music game
My city on fire, aint no need to put it out
Aint about to set it up, cause I got fire in my mouth
And about to bring it out to the world
I want to touch the clouds, want to be a nature girl
I feel the rain and its telling me to go far
I feel the pain and its telling me the music calls
Should I stay? Should I go? I dont know, Im kind of lost
But Im aiming for success, Im really sorry if you lost
Never take drugs but Im highed up
All the music from my MC in the hood, growing up
It gets hard when you try to blow it up
So stressful, you say fuck it, you be like Im giving up

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

I was at home, making my visa
Slipping on my government, yeah you know how it goes man
Im fresh from Lagos, fresh from Nigeria
If I look angry its cause someone stole my visa
If you walk into my kitchen you will see the white powder
Ill be by the cooker, whipping at you harder
Dont be alarmed Im just cooking pounded yam
Afrikan Boy, Ill never be a drug dealer
I wrap and sell pepe in the markets of Abuja
Im a legend, something like Jay Jay Okocha
My name is Olushola Ajose on my visa
I live every day like its the first of October
The greatest hustler on earth I know is my mother
Like mother, like son, familiar like my father
Birds of the same flock share the same feather
I just want to make my dollar and my Naira

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

All I wanna do is bang bang bang bang
And a click ching
And take your money

Third world democracy
Yeah, Ive got more records than the K.G.B
So, uh, no funny business
Are you ready all?
Some, some, some I, some I murder
Some I, some I let go
Some, some, some I, some I murder
Some I, some I let go

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