BOMBASTIK˂3 (part. Blaiz Fayah y Tribal Kush)
Ryan Castro
BOMBASTIC<3 (feat. Blaiz Fayah and Tribal Kush)
For all the people who love to dance in the dancehall
What a vibe, SOG
Ryan Castro, The Ghetto Singer
Phillip, Phillip
Plo, plo, plo, plo, plo
Dancehall, let’s go (haha)
Hey, gorgeous fantastic
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
I’m your daddy, no need for Yankee, mmm
I’ll buy you and take off your panties
Bad gyal criminal, cri-cri-criminal
Different from the rest, she’s got that original style
She wants backshots, hmm, gimme a ghetto whine
Backshots I love, yeah my girl, welcome to Shatta Land
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
Hey, tiki tiki that baby got close
All night Ryan Castro sang to her and coaxed her
She wanted to act like she was from the Ghetto, but nah
The singer broke her down like a SOG track
Seek and hunt type, love when you whine
A new vibe she wants, only bad man in the house
She’s an uptown girl, she wants it harder, gully gaza
You gotta feel free tonight, no worries
Nobody can say a thing, today you’re undercover (ah-ah)
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki (no, no), tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki (yeah), tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
She wants to drink Hennessy with us, always so serious
Looking for a dirty nasty vibe, new experience
Move it to the left, she moves it to the right
Whine up your body, girl, enjoy yourself tonight (na-na)
She likes it dirty, doesn’t want romantic (mmm)
She’s natural, not plastic (mmm)
In Curacao we went to the chanti (ay)
It was in Medellín at a glamping (mmm)
Hey, gorgeous fantastic
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
I’m your daddy, no need for Yankee, mmm
I’ll buy you and take off your panties
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic
She tells me she doesn’t believe in love
That she likes gangsters like me (pu-pu-pu)
That bronzed ass in the sun (zaga)
Let loose in the dancehall (zaga)
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
Tiki tiki, tiki tiki, tiki tiki
You’re my wolf, wolf bombastic