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Basti Bounce - Brodha V ft. @Jordindian | Official Music Video
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brodha V
Brodha V
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vighnesh Shivanand
Vighnesh Shivanand
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm keeping it cool like Thala Dhoni with cucumber juice And a plate of tachchi mum In Kodai on December noons They can't resist the flow, electric, ain't no cutting me You missed the bus So imma conduct the show like Rajini Never let my demons Cave from when I was underground like catacombs My machas gassed me up Like lungs around 'em acid fumes Looking through my camera zoom For opps that I could have consumed Broke into the house of rap N saw them lock the panic room I leave you with your ghostwriters all spooked Anybody claiming he the GOAT Gon' be kaal soup None of y'll are gangstas You can run and tell your crew You couldn't catch a battery charge If I threw Duracell at you These kids don't realise when In their tweets they provoke you With talk that gon' cost you In the streets like a toll booth Mai pucha bolko are Patte deewane kaiko re Naam mai utta wazan Leke jaatun teri baikun re V on the mic kills, y'll couldn't pull no Myers though Leave you all stupefied like Aussies when Muthiah bowls You gon' feel this burn like setting fire to all the Saudi oil Thunderstorms, the way I make it rain like Rajamouli boy Who? Gomma where? Got that hawa like I'm air Gomma what? Gomma where? You gon be with Uncle Ben Gomma who? Gomma where? Got that hawa like I'm air Yo, we giving you that death-u punch Gomma we be gethu son Basti Bounce-u Dirty sound-u Throw that mud at me, I'll build a house-u Local sound for that Global crowd-u Chinna paiyyan went and wore that crown-u Basti Bounce-u Dirty sound-u Throw that mud at me, I'll build a house-u Local sound for that Global crowd-u Chinna paiyyan went and wore that crown-u Call it KGF 2, the way I get home the gold Yo I've been sick, never turned yellow and my plans don't go cold They be like Howrah? When even my bridges have been iconic My hooks be crossing boundaries, sixes at Chinnaswamy Yo I worked over time To carry this Power forever like PRK Kokila be going cuckoo Bussin moves like Beyonce Ganpati to Harbhajan to Joseph to Khalid I fly with those I walked with And I feast with those I starved with (Chella Kuthy) They say the things to break your psyche when you take offence From being forsaken, an outcast like an angel sinned I found a home in the hearts of people that'd take me in Till the day that I broke the bank The snakes returned to make amends Took the path less traveled, I went and broke the norm They critiqued when I was hustling Now I flex like Hogan arms Can't be immune to this music They wanna loop us like Selena I used to laugh the pain away like a zoo full of Hyenas (Haha) I only ever saw Diwali gifts from chor bazaar I never pulled no strings, look ma, no guitar Gomma noyi noyi nu They said I'd only go so far Chinna paiyyan from the block went ahead became a star Chinna paiyyan from the block went ahead became a star Chinna paiyyan from the block went ahead became a star Gomma where? Got that hawa like I'm air Gomma what? Gomma where? You gon be with Uncle Ben Gomma who? Gomma where? Got that hawa like I'm air Yo, we giving you that death-u punch Gomma we be gethu son Basti Bounce-u Dirty sound-u Throw that mud at me, I'll build a house-u Local sound for that Global crowd-u Chinna paiyyan went and wore that crown-u Basti Bounce-u Dirty sound-u Throw that mud at me, I'll build a house-u Local sound for that Global crowd-u Chinna paiyyan went and wore that crown-u
Writer(s): Vighnesh Shivanand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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