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J Hus - Bim Bim (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
J Hus
J Hus
Vocals
Dayna Fisher
Dayna Fisher
Bass
James McMillan
James McMillan
Brass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fumes
Fumes
Songwriter
The Elements
The Elements
Songwriter
Momodou Jallow
Momodou Jallow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fumes
Fumes
Producer
The Elements
The Elements
Producer
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Leandro "Dro" Hidalgo
Mixing Engineer
Stuart Hawkes
Stuart Hawkes
Mastering Engineer
TSB
TSB
Executive Producer

Lyrics

Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe I let the bonsam lick ya He weren't the same when I saw him again, he's a real shape-shifter Use to pray facing Qibla I just chill in my sector, you know I'm Hannibal Lecter Put that boy in his pampers, us man, we're not rampers Post outside, we're campers, come to your Uni campus Splash him, John the Baptist, I don't need no accomplice Maybe only a driver, turn that man to a diver That day it was raining, put on the windscreen wiper Us man dumped on him last time, this one's just a reminder You think I'm only a rhymer? Say no more, that's minor I go drill him like a miner, I know one gyal that'll eat me up like black widow spider She using bare saliva I let the blazer fry him That day the sun was out, had the neighbours spying I wanna bang the iron, let them know who I am Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Creepin' on that sucker, please, don't blow my cover (bim bim) He don't know me proper, he don't know me enough I've been calling your bluff, I swear, you're pissing me off (bim bim) If I start rinsing it off, all them man get washed Watch his life get lost, duppy is a must (bim bim) Bonsam must get bust, had them kicking dust Kickin' rocks, put them in a box (bim bim) Pull up in a truck (bim bim) Splash them and pronto (bim bim) Don't make me lose control I ain't come to speak, I never come to have a convo Save it for the next life, dump on him like a ex wife Aiming with my right eye, close up my left eye Then hold up my head high Make him sleep for eternity, turn him all burgundy My bredrin is worse than me Send him a message, but I ain't talkin' verbally You see my work ethic I should really make you work for me, jump out, clap it Send the fire rapid, let them all have it You ain't poppin' in these streets, you're mediocre, average Nigga, we ain't the same cloth, different fabric You're fraudulent, plastic Lying with a mash stick, they know me as a captain Now I'm just relaxing But if I go there, I swear, I have them all collapsing Volcano eruption Give him concussion, ain't no discussion If I miss, then I'm cussing, without blood, I can't function Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe Bim bim bim, big Mbembe
Writer(s): Paul Bogumil Goller, Momodou Lamin Jallow, Keven Wolfsohn, Karan Behl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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