Lyrics:
Ice'u odkręcony kurek niech się nie zatyka
Wkręcam się za pierwszym jakbym kurwe miał na chinach
Na bibie Bombay Sapphire to ogień my w nim ej
Płonę jak
bois
Les cris et les clameurs
Bombay
Ton nom est dans mon coeur
Partout dans la poussière des rues
Des vaches et des chiens qui traînent
Des bouchers,
bum bum bigger than Bombay
Girl your bum bum bum bum bum bum bigger than Bombay
Pretty girl sexy girl crazy girl
Make your body move
Rude girl bougie
(Van egy kis bibi)
(Nem vagy te Cardi B)
(Bombay-bubble tea)
(Lesz itt habibi)
Van egy kis bibi (yeah)
Nem vagy te Cardi B (te nem)
Jön az
Big joint rolling
Bombay sipping
No blunt smoking
Big joint rolling
Bombay sipping
Pouring shots of liquor
Prenez tout ce qui brille, autour de moi
Balkan-Rap feat. Kurdi Ashiret
Kafa lesh, wenn ich auf den Takt flash asahbe
Para Money, Monday till Sunday
Black Bombay, stoned auf dem Highway
Von
I remember our day at the Bombay Cafe
When I found out love ain't enough
The old man at the bar tossing dreams into jars
Said, "Girl he ain't
ਨਿੱਤ Bombay ਓ
ਨਿੱਤ Bombay ਓ
ਨਿੱਤ Bombay ਓ Pathankot ਜਾਵੇ
ਨੀ ਯਰਾਂ ਦਾ truck ਬੱਲੀਏ
G.T road ਤੇ ਬੁੱਰਾਹ
G.T road ਤੇ ਦੁਹਾਈਆਂ ਪਾਵੇ
ਨੀ ਯਾਰਾਂ ਦਾ truck ਬੱਲੀਏ
Potřebuju čerstvej vzduch a studio je on air
Po městě furt jako duch a průhlednej jak Bombay
Potřebuju čerstvej vzduch a studio je on air
Po městě
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
You need some reefer we smokin that bombay (bombay)
You need some liquor we pourin it all day (all day)
Lookin for drama my
and I'm probably too high
If I hit it once then I probably could hit one more time
'Cause her sex game on Beyoncé
I think she drinking Bombay
Don't
Nakko Baba Nakko Baba Pyar Ka Ye Rog
Pahije Mala Pahije Mala Pyar Ka Ye Rog
Lal La Laa.....
Ho Tum Jaise Kadke Kayi
Are Padte Hai Pichhe Mere
Bombay Ke
nada
Yeah she look like money in that Prada, Prada (yeah)
Dígame orita, baby, dale
Yeah we mixin' the tonic up with the Bombay
Arriba la vida, we
you finna go
My paper's so long and bitch I'm finna blow
Big wads in my hands at all times
Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine
Please don't lose your
the D-A-Z
I heard a new beat
Somebody say they smashed it
Well if Daz ain't do it I can't mash wit' it
And that's on DP
D-A-Z always got them bumpin' bombay
and thinned
The good old Indian army was a fact
That famous monumental man
The Officer and Gentleman
Can still recall the glories of Bombay or Katmandu
In
From Bombay to Bangalore
Al the Hindus know the score
If you wanna live some more
Hare, hare, hare
If you do not take the vow
You can eat
and thinned
The good old Indian army was a fact
That famous monumental man
The Officer and Gentleman
Can still recall the glories of Bombay or Katmandu
In
like I'm moving bombay
Brother with the ganja stickin it
Gonna stick it if you let it
Come here, no come?
I'll run dancing
Just call me the strangest,
I like my Bombay with some ice
I drink Tanqueray with the lime
I can't love again bitch I've tried
I can't let you play with my mind
I know I over
and my shorty
Yeah we antisocial so it’s fuck everybody (Everybody)
Feeling low but the drink help me feel chosen
Lot of Bombay some lemonade mix it like
Do it my way
Do it my way
Do it my wayyyyyyyyyyyy
Do it my way
In the club drinking Bombay with some fine girls
Do it my way
Do it my way
Do it
Bombay
Not the guy to shade like ombré
Make a vinyl feel like a hot plate
Cus' I'm feeling myself like Yonce
Yo I'm stressed and I'm always feeling
Bombay
Not the guy to shade like ombré
Make a vinyl feel like a hot plate
Cus' I'm feeling myself like Yonce
Yo I'm stressed and I'm always feeling
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