Busta Rhymes – ROBOSHOTTA Lyrics
Busta Rhymes – ROBOSHOTTA Lyrics [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah We gon' show a nigga [?] is supposed to feel [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] I kick a bwoy face off like we playin' soccer I got that white looking [?] I hope [?] meet your baby mother I fuck your bitch more than you [?] baby father My passport pregnant, make [?] Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana See every time mi do it, yes, mi haffi do it proper [?] in di billi, bitch, you know it doh matta, matta, matta Yeah, wid a whole heap a shotta Wid a whole heap a Glock and di wholea dem a choppa Bow, bow, bow, shots fly, Waka Flocka loversee my bread, my bitches cOunt my every dollar [Verse 2: Burna Boy] Yeah, man a god to a demon That, we can agree on Let your religion talk, better not involve me Word to every diamond and my Jesus peace Serious, re-re-real, ayy, banger [?] be a suicide bummer Like it'sa spell, we a spend mi whole life on that But di kill fi di flex, but di die fi di Burna Somebody try kill somebody,...