Letra de Marsha/Britney - M.I.A.

(Feat. [])

I got imitators, haters, and some psychos

But what I have most are bitches who are fame whores

Seen her at a party posing for photos

She don't think about the world past painting toes

This girl has been doing rounds at the local mall

And a evading past doing dudes in rock and roll

Pretty face character deadly like a

She always claims she's part native Navajo

It's kinda easy dressin' head to toe in black

Her style is straight whack off a magazine rack

Buy it, post it, link it, spread it, read it and ready

You're always on Myspace but you need phone credit

You wanna be the next big thing, "it" thing

Do anything, but you can't sing

Hey Marsha

What'd you do yesterday?

'Cause when I read the blog story

Don't add up to what you told me

Hey Marsha

What'd you do yesterday

What I read on your blog story

Don't add up to what you told me

You want- you want- you want- you want-

You want to be a model for American Apparel

It's apparent that yourself is way dumber than Cowell

You want high fashion so you worked at fashion high

Cocaine kept you talking most of it a fucking lie

You shooters now dumber trying to talent call job

Your shoes could feed a village, you should think about that

Facebook face facts can you know that

"Blah blah blah blah blah", girl, you should post that

You wanna be the next big thing, "it" thing

Do anything, but you can't sing

Hey Marsha

What'd you do yesterday?

What I read on your blog story

Don't add up to what you told me

(Hey Marsha)

Hey Marsha

What'd you do yesterday

What I read on your blog story

Don't add up to what you told me

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