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Busta Rhymes - ROBOSHOTTA Lyrics
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Yeah
We gon' show a nigga how blackout is supposed to feel

I kick a bwoy face off like we playin' soccer
I got that white you can call it Cyndi Lauper
I hope you don't front, duke a meet your baby mother
I f*ck your bitch more than you and you her baby father
My passport pregnant, niggas call me globe trotter
Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana
See every time me do it, yes, me haffi do it proper
And when me in di building, bitch, you know you don't matta, matta, matta
Yeah, here wid a whole heap a shotta
Dem have wuleap a gun and di whole a dem a choppa
Bow, bow, bow, shots fly, Waka Flocka
I oversee my bread, my bitches count my every dollar

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Yeah, man a god to a demon, that we can agree on
Pledge your allegiance to better not involve me
Word to every diamond in my Jesus piece
Serious, re-re-real headbanger
Yuh spot a get lit up, we a suicide bomber
Like it's a spell, we a spend we whole life on that
Sumaddy kill fi di flex, sumaddy die fi di banner
Somebody try kill somebody then somebody gun jam up
Now somebody cyan' stand up
Woi
Walk and live
Talk and get blam up
Badmind dem backbite and plan up
We nuh tek bad up
That mathematics don't add up
Yeah, they call me Burna Boy, but I'm a full-grown adult
No sign a weakness

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Riding with tree man in a Benz like Spragga
Come fi melt dung yuh whole block wid di lava
Choppa nyam off yuh flesh, coming like piranha
Bullet lick you dung and mek yuh drop inna di water
Likkle yute, have manners when you a talk to yuh father
Mi and Burna, come fi kill yuh wid a scorcha
Free Kartel before di man turn in a martyr
We come fi f*ck up everyting, yuh know di order
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Yeah
We gon' show a nigga how blackout is supposed to feel

I kick a bwoy face off like we playin' soccer
I got that white you can call it Cyndi Lauper
I hope you don't front, duke a meet your baby mother
I f*ck your bitch more than you and you her baby father
My passport pregnant, niggas call me globe trotter
Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana
See every time me do it, yes, me haffi do it proper
And when me in di building, bitch, you know you don't matta, matta, matta
Yeah, here wid a whole heap a shotta
Dem have wuleap a gun and di whole a dem a choppa
Bow, bow, bow, shots fly, Waka Flocka
I oversee my bread, my bitches count my every dollar

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Yeah, man a god to a demon, that we can agree on
Pledge your allegiance to better not involve me
Word to every diamond in my Jesus piece
Serious, re-re-real headbanger
Yuh spot a get lit up, we a suicide bomber
Like it's a spell, we a spend we whole life on that
Sumaddy kill fi di flex, sumaddy die fi di banner
Somebody try kill somebody then somebody gun jam up
Now somebody cyan' stand up
Woi
Walk and live
Talk and get blam up
Badmind dem backbite and plan up
We nuh tek bad up
That mathematics don't add up
Yeah, they call me Burna Boy, but I'm a full-grown adult
No sign a weakness

Can you hear me now?
It's still
They said it still echo
Can you hear me now?
Can you hear me now?

Riding with tree man in a Benz like Spragga
Come fi melt dung yuh whole block wid di lava
Choppa nyam off yuh flesh, coming like piranha
Bullet lick you dung and mek yuh drop inna di water
Likkle yute, have manners when you a talk to yuh father
Mi and Burna, come fi kill yuh wid a scorcha
Free Kartel before di man turn in a martyr
We come fi f*ck up everyting, yuh know di order
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Writer: Trevor Smith, Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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