Lyrics U.R.A.Q.T. (DJ C Remix) - M.I.A.
Dt-Dt-Dt
On
your
mobile
phone
Dt-Dt-Dt
On
your
mobile
phone
You
Fuck
my
Man
and
Wreck
my
home,
I'll
get
my
bro
to
rob
your
phone
[x4]
You
Big
Dummy
Now
Could
it
be
that
me
and
He
Are
tighter
than
J-lo
in
her
jeans
And
Could
it
be
that
me
and
He
Are
tighter
than
R.Kelly
in
his
teens
You
fucking
With
My
man
And
you
text
him
all
the
time
You
might've
had
him
once
But
I
got
him
all
the
time
Dt-Dt-Dt
On
your
mobile
phone
Dt-Dt-Dt
On
your
mobile
phone
You
Fuck
my
Man
and
Wreck
my
home,
I'll
get
my
bro
to
rob
your
phone
[x2]
U
R
A
Q
T
Is
your
Dad
a
dealer
Cause
you're
dope
to
me
You
Throw
them
Balls
across
the
country
You
win
gold
medals
for
when
you're
with
me
You
Big
Dummy
Right
then,
It's
On
[x8]
He
ain't
no
Word
for
scrabble
You
don't
get
points
for
doubles
Menage
Trois
Lalalalala
I'll
bill
you
for
your
droudles
You
done
lost
your
marble
Like
a
ball
I'll
make
you
dribble
Your
the
shrapnels
in
the
rubble
I'm
a
raging
bull,
a
rebel
It's
all
about
the
low-blow
brown
Girl
The
No
blood,
no
Love
hot
girl
The
jnkn
jnkn
jumping
off
the
decks
girl
The
jnkn
jnkn
jumping
off
the
rocks
girl
You
big
Dummy
U
R
A
Q
T
Is
your
Dad
a
dealer
Cause
you're
dope
to
me
You
Throw
them
Balls
across
the
country
You
win
gold
medals
for
when
you're
with
me
You
Big
Dummy
Right
then,
It's
on
[x16]
You
Big
Dummy
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