Boom ADD lyrics

[Intro]
It's NFL vs. M.I.A. right now
One, they're suing you for damaging their fantastic reputation by flipping the bird
The other part, they wanted to reserve the right to sue you later to make you pay for any damages ahead
If they come after you, they can only come after you for half of your income over five-hundred thousand dollars per year or all of your income over five million dollars per year
So far, it's confidential, nobody in the world knows about this

[Verse 1]
Brown girl, brown girl, turn your sh*t down
You know America don't wanna hear your sound
Boom-boom, drop the music, go back to India
With your crazy sh*t, you're bombing up the area
Looking through your Instagram, looking for a pentagram
All I see is poor people, they should be on Ghetto-gram
You don't get our underground, brofist or overground
Fist pump, eat ham, or even throw your di*k around
Yeah, you try to stick around, do you do Bikram?
Let you into Super Bowl, you tried to steal Madonna's crown
What the f*ck you on about? Think about goin to France
Quelle heure est-il? This ain't time for your terror dance
Eat, pray, love, spend time in the Ashram
Or I'll drone you, Kony 2012 you, now scram!

[Refrain]
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
[Verse 2]
American tech outsourced to my city
Made by a hippie, yeah, it's f*ckin' trippy
Beatles in the '60s, Timbaland and Missy
Software, underwear, bootlegs in my factory
Hands so rough but nimble like a pixy
Travel like a gypsy, made it so chicksy
This is how we made it to American history
It's not written but we print it in our country
Billions of brown people staying unlisted
Yeah, we get on Twitter and we would just crash it
Jesus went to India, Steve Jobs went to India
Now when you see me you say, "What the f*ck's a bindi, ya?"

[Refrain]
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka

[Bridge]
Killing 'em, billing 'em, and we still in the game
We chill on 'em, pill on 'em, this is drugs for the pain
We check on it, cook on it, bustin' bustin' insane
Roll on it, roll on it, suckas been in the game
Killing 'em, billing 'em, and we still in the game
We chill on 'em, pill on 'em, this is drugs for the pain
We check on it, cook on it, bustin' bustin' insane
Roll on it, roll on it, suckas been in the game
[Refrain]
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka
Boom-boom shaka-laka, boom-boom shaka-laka

[Outro]
People see me as trouble, see me, see me as trouble
People see me as trouble, see me, see me as trouble
Cause I got a reputation, got a, got a reputation
And I got a reputation, got a, got a reputation
People see me as trouble, see me, see me as trouble
People see me as trouble, see me, see me as trouble
Cause I got a reputation, got a, got a reputation
And I got a reputation, got a, got a reputation