Visa
M.I.A.
00:00
02:51
Song Introduction
"Visa" is a song by British-Sri Lankan artist M.I.A., released in 2010 as part of her third studio album, **"Maya."** The track delves into themes of immigration and the struggles faced by migrants, reflecting M.I.A.'s distinctive blend of eclectic sounds and politically charged lyrics. "Visa" received acclaim for its powerful message and innovative production, showcasing M.I.A.'s ability to address social issues through her unique musical style.
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Lyric
They call me a ruler, trendsetter, making life real better
Breaking order like a leader now folla
Poppin' a collar, yea hustle a dollar
You can't touch us like MC Hammer
Eat my mum's string hoppers, jump in the chopper
Yea, chop up a mango with salt and pepper
Holla, holla, holla, true scholar with a honour
And I'm here to shine the light on the matter
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
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Bola a bola got a friend called Booma
And he looks like Obama when we burner
Turtleneck and bomber
It's a Bamboo Banga
And you know I'm comin' back with power
Yea '64 Impala, Hummer or Toyota
When I drive in I'm a winner
Whatever I'mma rap got fuel in the burner
Off the grid, staying off the radar
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Nants ingonyama bagithi
Yeah shudda a shudda, yeah shoot a computer
Pour yourself a shot of teqkilla
Time for a banger, throw up your middle finger
I'm a writer competition we gon' murder
I'm a fighter and a lover like winter and summer
I ain't really looking for no drama
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Creeping in my socks and slipper
Mexicans say "hola!"
At the border I see the patroller cruising past in their car
Hiding in my Toyota Corolla, everybody say "Y.A.L.A.!"
Nants ingonyama bagithi
Most of the things I do, they banned it
But I'mma still do it, I'm a bandit
I'mma still, I'mma still, I'mma still, I'mma still
But I'mma still do it, I'm a bandit
Most of the things I do, they banned it
But I'mma still do it, I'm a bandit
I'mma still, I'mma still, I'mma still, I'mma still
But I'mma still do it, I'm a bandit
Bandit bandit, ba-bandit
Bandit bandit, ba-bandit