Listen to Paper Planes (Diplo Street Remix) [feat. Big Bun & Rich Boy] by M.I.A.

Paper Planes (Diplo Street Remix) [feat. Big Bun & Rich Boy]

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

M.I.A.

Lead Vocals

Bun B

Rap

Rich Boy

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Joe Strummer

Songwriter

Maya Arulpragasam

Maya Arulpragasam

Songwriter

Topper Headon

Songwriter

Thomas Wesley Pentz

Thomas Wesley Pentz

Songwriter

Paul Simonon

Songwriter

Mick Jones

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Thomas Wesley Pentz

Thomas Wesley Pentz

Producer

Dave Taylor

Producer

Diplo

Remix Producer

Maya Arulpragasam

Maya Arulpragasam

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

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

I'll get one done in a second if you wait

[Verse 2]

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

I'll get one done in a second if you wait

[Verse 3]

Sometimes I think sittin' on trains

Every stop I get to, I'm clockin' that game

Everyone's a winner, we're makin' our fame

Bona fide hustler, makin' my name

[Verse 4]

Sometimes I think sittin' on trains

Every stop I get to, I'm clockin' that game

Everyone's a winner, we're makin' our fame

Bona fide hustler, makin' my name

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

[Verse 5]

Man, I'm rollin' through the city old school on them big boys

Twelve inch woofers in the trunk makin' big noise

Got the big toys, don't make me have to flash

Let a hundred rounds go, you do a hundred yard dash

Back up in the hood where the rules don't shift

And the gangstas talk trill, sip purp and burn piff

You can call five-O and five-O might come

But by the time they arrive all the dirt had been done, huh

Now one thing's for certain and two things for sure

Being poor is a disease, gotta hustle up a cure

Start with your head, homie, then use your hands

If you try it in reverse, you don't even have a chance

We worldwide worried with the hunger and the thirst

From the third world countries to the second and the first

It sounds like a verse but it's more like a plan

Get your Robin Hood on, put some pressure on the Man, tell him

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

[Verse 6]

Yo, I wake up in the morning with my bitch in that bed

She don't like the police, and she sure hate the feds

I love my girl 'cause she give me what I want

She ride in the trunk or either ride in the front

She look like twenty-two, but she really forty-five

For some reason she done made a whole lotta **** cry

So bad that she made them all pull their money out

Take it out they pockets, and they put it in my pouch

Ouch, gotta hurt the way that girl do ya

She always wanna, wan' take, take, take the moolah

Gimme them pesos, the cash and the credit card

Might be a broad but the lil' bitch hit you hard

You the police, and we is the robbers

You need more than them helicopters to stop us

Excuse me, let me introduce my lady

Her name is Beretta, and she motherfuckin' crazy

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

[Chorus]

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

All I wanna do is

And a

And take your money

Written by: Joe Strummer, M.I.A., Mick Jones, Paul Simonon, Thomas Wesley Pentz, Topper Headon

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