Released: August 8, 2007

Featuring: Timbaland

Songwriter: Attitude Timbaland M.I.A.

Producer: Timbaland

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar
Sidekick rings - "What's up? Holla!"
Text the address - 'I'll see you later!'
Baby, come down!
Come down, come down, come down
Run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run
Make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun, dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

[Verse 1: M.I.A.]
In a faraway land, we got shit made
Ray-Ban shades, warheads laid
Babies born in air raids
My girls run The Everglades
Indian tribesmen, gamble spades
Indian chicks, they get men laid
Milk and honey, smoke high-grade
Gold and diamond, gems and jade
Ride on on our tanks – invade!
Blow up things to save our name
Mina, Rina, Tina, Sabrina
Being a super-Indian babe
We black market, we black made
We hit shit out when it rains
Would you come down and catch my train?
Would you run down and play this game?

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar
Sidekick rings - "What's up? Holla!"
Text the address - 'I'll see you later!'
Baby, come down!
Come down, come down, come down
Run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run
Make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun, dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

[Verse 2: Timbaland]
Hey, hey!
Baby girl, you and me, need to go to your teepee
The moon is full, and I'm shining
Baby, I know you see me
Put a hump or two on your back, just like that
Ooh, girl you're on fire
I don't wanna be in love wit cha
I'mma just break you off and say goodbye
The night is young, don't make me wait
You just might miss your chance
I'm gonna tell you the truth
Timbaland, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Today's the day - girl, let me get that
Don't get mad - in fact, let me hit that
I've been overkillin' them - I break backs
Come down, run down - girl, where your place at?

[Chorus: M.I.A.]
Check my coat in and I paid the dollar
Sidekick rings - "What's up? Holla!"
Text the address - 'I'll see you later!'
Baby, come down!
Come down, come down, come down
Run down, run down, run down
Run, make a run, make a run, make a run
Make a run, make a run, make a run down
A dun da da dun da da dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on
A dun da da dun da da dun, dun da da dun da da dun dun
Dun da da dun da da dun dun
Beat goes on

[Interlude: Timbaland]
Break! Ha! Ha!
Hands up in the air one time!
And bounce, bounce, bounce
Let me tell you somethin'

[Outro: Timbaland]
Don't get it twisted, baby girl
Baby boy, cause Timbaland ain't dead
Don't get it twisted, baby girl
Baby boy, cause Timbaland ain't dead
Don't get it twisted, baby girl
Baby boy, cause Timbaland ain't dead
Don't get it twisted, baby girl
Baby boy, cause Timbaland ain't dead
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bounce, cause Timbaland ain't dead!

M.I.A.

One of the most musically-diverse and perplexing artists of the 2000s, Mathangi “Maya” Arulpragasam is arguably the decade’s best representation of Hip-Hop in its truest form and artistry in its broadest, most diverse format. Her lyrics are as political as Public Enemy, her sound is more eclectic than Stankonia-era Outkast, and she is as aesthetically-driven as Kanye West.

The road that M.I.A. was forced to travel to international stardom was not an easy one. Born on July 18th, 1975 in Hounslow, West London to Sri-Lankan Tamil immigrants, she moved to her parents' homeland when she was only six months old. However, it was the Sri Lankan Civil War which came to shape her childhood. During her formative years, she witnessed many her father was hunted as an enemy of the state, her schools were bombarded, and her impoverished family was constantly in hiding. In 1986, her family moved back to London to find stability and a sense of relative peace.

In England, she discovered her artistic talents and completed several years of secondary education in fine art – eventually gaining attention as a visual artist, painter, and musician. In the early-2000s, Maya began to seriously explore her musical talents and used the internet and underground radio as the means to build her reputation as a unique and talented firebrand. Amidst her no-nonsense politics, however, critics from around the world heard a talent in the making.