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Take Another Hit Video (MV)




Performed By: Bhavik Patel
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Bhavik Patel




Bhavik Patel - Take Another Hit Lyrics
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Excuse me, aapke paas lighter hai
Take another hit, another sip
Love my whip and her smile
Especially when she sits, that's my bitch
Check my style, all my misses hit
I cannot lose, more miles
Frozen wrist 'n mix it up
Switch it up, riding good
Fish for verses in my cup
Lift your fingers, twist 'em up
On my come-up
Pop a Thums Up
Chutney on me, lick it up
(In my crown) I shut it down
Bills start to weigh like, hunnid pounds
Hunnid pounds, on the ground
With the sarees making sound
Sorry girl, sanskari girl
With taste in your town, smoking, uh
Smoking like, yuh
Take another hit
Wristwatch like the blunt, locked 'n loaded
Take another hit, yuh
This smoke dissolves as it's spoken
Take another hit
We all like it foreign and chosen
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro, dum
Come baby, come
I could make it hum
Like a loaded gun, yeah
Need a job application for this blow
Christians on my feet
Pepsi needa pay me on the low
For not saying the word Coke
In my coat, in my raps
On the low, red soles
Not no lemonade, lick my sword
Life of piscine, need Skateboard P
(Life of Pi) 4:44
Got the rupees on a mission, on a high
For love or, war
Concrete waves get destroyed, on a lie
Getting new toys, getting paid day by day
Ill behavior like a New York State of Mind
Koi... Mil Gaya
Feel like Hrithik, goin' top floor
Not Jaadoo, more like Krrish is tryna save
Say a prayer
No sneak disses, here's my lens
Jai Shree Krishna
Sweet like gulab jammun, on my lips
Gliding thru my streets
In a Benz or rickshaw bumpin' Clipse
Getting my hits off
Waiting for Shah Rukh, every week
Nice to meet ya, it's Bhavik
Tell your friends now
One day you gon' bow down to my feet
Namaste Bombay, take a hit to breathe, yuh
Take another hit
Wristwatch like the blunt, locked 'n loaded
Take another hit
This smoke dissolves as it's spoken
Take another hit
We all like it foreign and chosen
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro, dum
Come baby, come
I could make it hum
Like a loaded gun, ya
Take another hit
Take another hit
Take another hit
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro dum
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English

Excuse me, aapke paas lighter hai
Take another hit, another sip
Love my whip and her smile
Especially when she sits, that's my bitch
Check my style, all my misses hit
I cannot lose, more miles
Frozen wrist 'n mix it up
Switch it up, riding good
Fish for verses in my cup
Lift your fingers, twist 'em up
On my come-up
Pop a Thums Up
Chutney on me, lick it up
(In my crown) I shut it down
Bills start to weigh like, hunnid pounds
Hunnid pounds, on the ground
With the sarees making sound
Sorry girl, sanskari girl
With taste in your town, smoking, uh
Smoking like, yuh
Take another hit
Wristwatch like the blunt, locked 'n loaded
Take another hit, yuh
This smoke dissolves as it's spoken
Take another hit
We all like it foreign and chosen
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro, dum
Come baby, come
I could make it hum
Like a loaded gun, yeah
Need a job application for this blow
Christians on my feet
Pepsi needa pay me on the low
For not saying the word Coke
In my coat, in my raps
On the low, red soles
Not no lemonade, lick my sword
Life of piscine, need Skateboard P
(Life of Pi) 4:44
Got the rupees on a mission, on a high
For love or, war
Concrete waves get destroyed, on a lie
Getting new toys, getting paid day by day
Ill behavior like a New York State of Mind
Koi... Mil Gaya
Feel like Hrithik, goin' top floor
Not Jaadoo, more like Krrish is tryna save
Say a prayer
No sneak disses, here's my lens
Jai Shree Krishna
Sweet like gulab jammun, on my lips
Gliding thru my streets
In a Benz or rickshaw bumpin' Clipse
Getting my hits off
Waiting for Shah Rukh, every week
Nice to meet ya, it's Bhavik
Tell your friends now
One day you gon' bow down to my feet
Namaste Bombay, take a hit to breathe, yuh
Take another hit
Wristwatch like the blunt, locked 'n loaded
Take another hit
This smoke dissolves as it's spoken
Take another hit
We all like it foreign and chosen
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro, dum
Come baby, come
I could make it hum
Like a loaded gun, ya
Take another hit
Take another hit
Take another hit
Zero f*cks
Dum maaro dum
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Writer: Bhavik Patel
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