Текст и перевод песни Jayh feat. Mula B, Bizzey & Dopebwoy - Bom 't

Bom 't

Seh, voel je niet gedist meisje
Weet je wat het is
Deze jongen is te fris (whoeleh)
Noem mij een terrorist
Meisje want ik

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Mula Moes Mula Mula Moes
Jij hebt boven haren stijl maar daaronder is het kroes (what the fuck)
Dit is Moes in de buurt met Hoesein
Als je me appt ben ik droger dan een woestijn
Heel de gang met Loubou′s dat noem je een bloedlijn
We zijn niet buiten maar toch loopt de crew plein
Ik ben met Jayh ik ben met Dopebwoy
Die make-up die kun je laten jij wordt nooit mooi
Zakken groener dan een growshop
Als we crashen druk ik op de merry noodknop
Zeg die mannen parra get to
T-MAX en AMG dat is completo

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Potverdomme zet t op me
Je mannen rijden zonder zadel ben je brommer
Zij gaat op en neer als een schommel
Ik moet het bommen net een drummer
Fuck een brave bitch
Zij gaat aan tequilla
Maar het is geen ochtendmist
Nee dat is niet mis
Klaar als een hagedis
Breng het weer omhoog
En ik noem het cannabis
Schatje in het bakie
Maar het is geen kattenpis

Seh, voel je niet gedist meisje
Weet je wat het is
Deze jongen is te fris (whoeleh)
Noem mij een terrorist
Meisje want ik

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Niks is onmogelijk
Ik ga je laten geloven bitch
Kijk in mijn ogen bitch
Stop hem in je mond
I don′t fuck with a snitch
Je bent aardig goed
Schatje ik kan zien dat je weet wat je doet
Je bent aardig goed
Shawty is highclass maar fucked met de hood

In de club loop mad ben een gangster
Zet de Henny op je lip laat je dansen
Dikke reet ik heb twee volle handen
Je waggie is de prijs van mijn tanden
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Dikke reet zet het op mijn komkommer
Broek strak kijk je goed zie je bobbel
Blijf hier schatje je vriendje gaat naar huis met een snodder
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Bomb It

Yo, don't feel dissed, girl
You know what it is
This guy is too fresh (whoeleh)
Call me a terrorist
Girl, because I

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Mula Moes Mula Mula Moes
You got hair extensions on top, but underneath it's frizzy (what the fuck)
This is Moes in the hood with Hoesein
If you text me, I'm drier than a desert
The whole gang with Louboutins, that's what you call a bloodline
We're not outside, but the crew still runs the block
I'm with Jayh, I'm with Dopebwoy
You can leave the makeup, you'll never be pretty
Pockets greener than a growshop
If we crash, I'm hitting the emergency button
Tell those guys to scram
T-MAX and AMG, that's complete

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Damn, put it on me
Your guys ride without a saddle, are you a scooter?
She goes up and down like a swing
I gotta bomb it like a drummer
Fuck a good girl
She's on tequila
But it's not morning mist
Nah, that's not wrong
Ready like a lizard
Bring it back up
And I call it cannabis
Baby in the whip
But it's not cat piss

Yo, don't feel dissed, girl
You know what it is
This guy is too fresh (whoeleh)
Call me a terrorist
Girl, because I

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Nothing is impossible
I'm gonna make you believe, bitch
Look into my eyes, bitch
Put it in your mouth
I don't fuck with a snitch
You're pretty good
Baby, I can see that you know what you're doing
You're pretty good
Shawty is high-class but fucks with the hood

In the club, I walk mad, I'm a gangster
Put the Henny on your lip, let you dance
Thick ass, I got two full hands
Your car is the price of my teeth
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Thick ass, put it on my cucumber
Pants tight, look closely, you see a bulge
Stay here, baby, your boyfriend is going home with a hickey
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