Busta Rhymes & Burna Boy – ROBOSHOTTA Lyrics 

Introducing the captivating track “ROBOSHOTTA” by Busta Rhymes and Burna Boy, which combines infectious beats and powerful lyrics to create an energetic and engaging musical experience.

This electrifying musical creation showcases the collaborative talent of Busta Rhymes and Burna Boy, as they deliver dynamic performances and ignite a sense of excitement through their music.

The lyrics of “ROBOSHOTTA” delve into the themes of confidence, resilience, and the pursuit of success. Busta Rhymes and Burna Boy’s powerful delivery and impactful storytelling make the song a standout, as it reflects on the journey of overcoming obstacles and rising to the top.

Undoubtedly, “ROBOSHOTTA” resonates with listeners who appreciate music that inspires and motivates. Busta Rhymes and Burna Boy’s captivating vocals and the song’s infectious composition make it an unforgettable addition to any playlist, offering an exhilarating and empowering listening experience that ignites a sense of determination and a desire to conquer challenges.

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Lyrics 

Yeah
We gon’ show a nigga how blackout is supposed to feel

I kick a bwoy face off like we playin’ soccer
I got that white you can call it Cyndi Lauper
I hope you don’t front meet your baby mother
I fuck your bitch more than you, yuh a baby father
My passport pregnant, niggas call me globe trotter
Fresh dip, nigga stay in Dolce & Gabbana
See every time mi do it, yes, mi haffi do it proper
And when me in di buidling, bitch, you know it doh matta, matta, matta
Yeah, wid a whole heap a shotta
Wid a whole heap a Glock and di whole a dem a choppa
Bow, bow, bow, shots fly, Waka Flocka
I oversee my bread, my bitches count my every dollar 

Yeah, man ah god to a demon
That, we can agree on
Pledge your allegiance to better not involve me
Word to every diamond in my Jesus piece
Serious, re-re-real, head banger
be a suicide bummer
Like it’s a spell, we ah spend we whole life on that
S’body kill fi di flex, S’bdoy die fi di banner
Somebody try kill somebody, then somebody gun jam up
Now somebody cyan stand up
Woi!
Walk on it!
Talk and get done up
Badmind dem backbite and plan up
Wi nuh tek bad up
That mathematics don’t add up
Yeah, they call me Burna Boy, but I’m a full grown adult
No sign of weakness!
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Riding with tree man in a Benz like Spragga
Come fi melt dung yuh whole block wid di lava
Open yuh mouth, yuh flesh coming like piranha
Bullet lick yuh dung and mek yuh drop inna di water
Likkle yute, have manners when you walk up to yuh father
Mi and Burna, come fi kill yuh wid a scorcha
Free Kartel before di man turn into martyr
Wi come fi fuck up everyting, yuh know di order