Lyrics and translation Loreta Kba - Bomba Programado

Bomba Programado

Tem sodade bu movimento riba me sem nada ba baixo
Enquanto bu sa dança mi n′sa ta rola weed
N'ta dexou da dos bafu
Pamodi ami è fidjo di guenti
Bomba Programado
As ves n′ta rabenta mas tambe n'kre amado
Mi e fidju di ghetto
Bomba Programado
Bu papa ka sabi ma bu apaixona pa um soldado

Bu boca sa ta nega ma bu corpo sa ta pedi
Ta dou gana moca sempre na hora de despide
Papia na nha obido subi bu bistido
Ka ten nada mas sabi de ki moca sukundido

N'tem sodade bu movimento riba mi sem nada ba baixo
Enquanto bu sa ta dança n′sa ta rola weed
Nta dexou da dos bafu
Pamodi ami è fidjo di ghetto
Bomba Programado
As ves mi n′ta rabenta, ma tambe mi n'kre amado
Mi e fidju di ghetto
Bomba programado
Bu papa ka sabi ma bu apaixona pa um soldado

Bu boca sa ta nega ma bu corpo sa ta pidi
Ta dou gana moca sempre na hora de despide
Papia na nha obido subi bu bistido
Ka ten nada mas sabi de que moca sukundido

N′tem sodade bu movimento riba mi sem nada ba baixo
Enquanto bu sa ta dança n'sa ta rola weed
N′ta dexou da dos bafu
B'pidi espaço pa executa nhas manobras
Sima Indiana Jones, na um sala xeio di cobras
Fuck fake friends, es kre kumi nhas sobras
Ta kumi nhos mai nhos mudjeres e nhos sogra
Yea yea yea
Lora, kredu
Yea yea yea yea
Se ku kenha ku sa
Yea yea yea
Calma la ya
Yea yea yea

N′tem sodade bu movimento riba mi sem nada ba baixo
Enquanto bu sa ta dança n'sa ta rola weed
Nta dexou da dos bafu
Pamodi ami è fidjo di ghetto
Bomba Programado
As ves mi n'ta rabenta, ma tambe mi n′kre amado
Mi e fidju di ghetto
Bomba programado
Bu papa ka sabi ma bu apaixona pa um soldado

Programmed Bomb

I miss the way you move on top of me without a thing
While you're dancing, we're rolling weed
We have to give up the smoking
Because I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Sometimes I explode, but I'm also a lover
I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Your dad doesn't know, but you're in love with a soldier

Your mouth says no, but your body says yes
Babe, you make me want you every time we have to say goodbye
Whisper in my ear, take off your dress
There's nothing better than a hidden woman

I miss the way you move on top of me without a thing
While you're dancing, we're rolling weed
We have to give up the smoking
Because I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Sometimes I explode, but I'm also a lover
I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Your dad doesn't know, but you're in love with a soldier

Your mouth says no, but your body says yes
Babe, you make me want you every time we have to say goodbye
Whisper in my ear, take off your dress
There's nothing better than a hidden woman

I miss the way you move on top of me without a thing
While you're dancing, we're rolling weed
We have to give up the smoking
Give me space to do my stunts
Like Indiana Jones, in a room full of cobras
Fuck fake friends, they want to eat my leftovers
I'll eat their mothers, their wives, and their mothers-in-law
Yeah yeah yeah
Lora, believe it
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
If you know, you know
Yeah yeah yeah
Be cool
Yeah yeah yeah

I miss the way you move on top of me without a thing
While you're dancing, we're rolling weed
We have to give up the smoking
Because I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Sometimes I explode, but I'm also a lover
I'm a son of the ghetto
Programmed Bomb
Your dad doesn't know, but you're in love with a soldier