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Créditos

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Zaire
Zaire
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mike Brainchild
Mike Brainchild
Komponist:in
TSB
TSB
Komponist:in
Louis Nawej
Louis Nawej
Songwriter:in
Michael Engmann
Michael Engmann
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Brainchild
Mike Brainchild
Produzent:in
TSB
TSB
Produzent:in

Letras

[Chorus]
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama oh oh
[Verse 1]
I've got all these bitch **** names listed
I'm sick, ****, homie, yeah I'm twisted
When she came around, I'm the one who had assisted
Kinshasa's most wanted, A list
My **** pull up to ya door, coming like the bailiff
Why the long face, shawty, girl, you need a face lift
I'm in camouflage
Underdawg
In the car
Bullet with your name, scope aiming for your heart
I been so alone, I think the walls closing in
Baby, where you been?
Girl, ever since
You drank from my cup
When you let me in
We danced in the dark
We engaged in sin
Ugh ugh
I've been alone for sometime
Now I need a mama
With a body big size in pyjama
I need protection, a shotgun like a farmer
I need a gyal from the African tropicana
[Chorus]
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama oh oh
[Verse 2]
Where I'm from everybody cheating, it's the game
Where I'm from everybody lying to your face
Where I'm from everybody hate you for the fame
Where I'm from everybody everybody fake and it's the same
Bare **** hating
Outside it's raining
Bare guns blazing
I keep a gun in my blazer
I got a baddie and she tell me that she risky
Bitch, please, I ain't got time for this behaviour
Another body on the ground, that's another another funeral
Tell my **** spin the V just like a Roman numeral
My young boy said he ready but he barely suitable
They said they caught me lacking, but them man delusional
On the playground, see a man's chest ripped out
On the playground, see a man's head get brrrraow!
On the playground, see mans guts falling out
On the playground, see a man's mum calling out
[Chorus]
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama
Bum bye bye I gotta duppy man down
Young pikin every night hearing gun sound
Run mama blood spilling pon the playground
Hide mama, run mama, dash mama oh oh
[Outro]
Bum bye bye
Bum bye bye
Bum bye bye oh bum bye bye
On your head top
Bum bye bye
Twist on your dreadlock
Bum bye bye
Another man down
Bum bye bye
Bum bye bye
Written by: Louis Nawej, Michael Engmann, Mike Brainchild, TSB
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