Bushman
We drifting in the dark can we do better
Wish I could rewind back to the start
Can we do better than this
Better
You got me high then drop it low
You got that something I can't seem to let go
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
I'm wide awake
And all the voices in my head wanna play
There gonna take to the place
Where the bass
And all the hidden ways unfold
Were the nights and lights get too deep
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Floor floor floor floor floor
Fresh out the bush
Smelling like kush
They let the Lion be loose
I'm mean i'm counting my luck
Buffalo Rhinos and Bucks
Baby we up
I'm getting neck like Giraffe
I'm in the bath I put hood on the map
I put the pride on my back
Give me a sec I got Cat on my lap
Getting what I would deserve
I hit a nerve artists is game reserves
Room service no hors d'oeuvres
Roll the trees light herbs
Hood nigga from the burbs
I fly with all the birds
You a snake you a nerd
I made the list call me superb
I lead the pack you herd
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Floor floor floor floor floor
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Wish I could rewind back to the start
Can we do better than this
Better
You got me high then drop it low
You got that something I can't seem to let go
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
I'm wide awake
And all the voices in my head wanna play
There gonna take to the place
Where the bass
And all the hidden ways unfold
Were the nights and lights get too deep
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Floor floor floor floor floor
Fresh out the bush
Smelling like kush
They let the Lion be loose
I'm mean i'm counting my luck
Buffalo Rhinos and Bucks
Baby we up
I'm getting neck like Giraffe
I'm in the bath I put hood on the map
I put the pride on my back
Give me a sec I got Cat on my lap
Getting what I would deserve
I hit a nerve artists is game reserves
Room service no hors d'oeuvres
Roll the trees light herbs
Hood nigga from the burbs
I fly with all the birds
You a snake you a nerd
I made the list call me superb
I lead the pack you herd
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor
Floor floor floor floor floor
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Wo oh wo oh the Bushman
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Chitaka
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