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nadia rose – boom! lyrics

[intro]
one time.. at band camp..
right, so i don’t know what to say for the intro

[verse 1]
‘ight so boom
tings get mad when i mash up the room
eh, dj, f-ck off, pull up the tune (wheel it, wheel it, wheel it)
hit rewind, then you press resume (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
skrrt in the whip, no top on the coupe
looking like i mashed up the roof
mash up recordings, mash up the booth
mash up the stage, mash up a zoot
mash up in the venue, mash up en route
mash up the headlines, mash up the news
mash up the tec-9, mash up the uzi
mash up off dank, mash up off booze
fr-ss up and mash up your crew
you know how we do
can’t n0body f-ck with my team
ain’t n0body f-cking with nadz
f-cking with bamz
ain’t n0body f-cking with keish, f-cking with reece
ain’t n0body f-cking with ash
can’t n0body f-ck with my side
can’t n0body f-ck with my pride, i’ll swallow that
get enough gigs like hollowman
everybody’s like “nadz you don’t holla man”

[hook]
yeah, i don’t
i’ve be too busy getting reloads
bound for the re-, for the reload
everybody take cover, please take note
k!ll rap beats and i k!ll techno
jump in the whip, skrrt, k!ll petrol
light my spliff, mi nuh like menthol
i get the crowd mental

[verse 2]
you make the crowd go stiff
you make the crowd go home
you make the crowd go sleep
i make the crowd get turnt
spliffs get burnt
i get the girldem lean
i make their knees go weak
they bang my sh-t on repeat, so please don’t speak
you sound better when you’re silent
ring the alarms and ring off the sirens
f-ck all the fake dons, forget the drama
bun all the pythons
big up your bredrins, bring all the arms out
bring all the violence
they’ll call the po-po, but f-ck the five-o
and f-ck the trident
i am your highness
hear me in your speakers? then you better rewind it
can’t n0body f-ck with my flows
can’t n0body f-ck with my dro, oh no no
can’t n0body see me on road
pree my kicks and say “what are those?” what are those?
can’t n0body f-ck with my nikes
can’t n0body f-ck with my pride, i’ll swallow that
i get enough gigs like hollowman
everybody’s like “nadz you don’t holla man”

[bridge]
i make the crowd get dark
b-tch, and i’m the spark
bust or put your lighters up
a little higher, you ain’t high enough

[verse 3]
k!ll ’em with the b-ss and the drums
k!ll ’em with the punchline, f-ck around, k!ll ’em with the thump
k!ll ’em with the pace of the tongue
still ain’t safe if you run
filling up the sp-ce in my lungs
filling up the sp-ce in the trunk
poured me a rum and i chased it with rum
bought your tape and i want a refund
you don’t really really really wanna get spun
i know that you prayed it would end but i’ve just begun
this one time at band camp, everyone thought i was done
but then i came back like the rerun
listen, i’m the sh-t like the runs
my old mate said i wouldn’t amount to nothing
but f-ckin’ h-ll, look at all the sh-t i’ve become
f-ckin’ h-ll, i’ve got all the sh-t that you want, yes
the place goes off when my tune goes on
what else? they know my style, i can’t do no wrong
you came up short, i just made it long
you don’t want beef like filet mignon
i bring the hype, then i’m gone

- nadia rose lyrics

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