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Jala Brat & Buba Corelli - Dižite Upaljače (English Translation) Lyrics[Intro: Jala & Buba Corelli]
Yeah, BluntBylon, G-Recordz
Aye, yo, yo, Buba Corelli
Yah, yah, yah, yah, haha, Jala (Brat, wooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
Pop up your head, nod to the flow, like The Broadway, you've got a show
Uttering lies how we've gone down, you know damn well we're slaying it
My dear beloved Sarajevo, it's you for whom we're doing it
Puffin' the hash, Babylon, G-Recordz and BluntBylon
And I want the whole club bouncing, let me see who'll pump it hardest
Just keep lifting up those lighters, we'll keep rapping and give our best
(Uh-oh) Keep lifting up those lighters, (Uh-oh) keep, keep lifting up those light-lighters
(Hop, hop, hop) Keep, keep, keep lifting up those lighters

[Verse 1: Jala Brat]
Looney like the Jagomir, when I hear the beat I'd start jumpin'
Everyone wants to have it like this, narco beat, Castro, say, how've you been?
They tell me "Jala, you killed it", I'm blowin' up, inflicting injuries
Already knew I was blowing lines, you talked shit and got locked up for it
I'm going towards that peak, these club bitches climbing my dick
I pop one, grab father-in-laws' gun, discharge at the judge and you dumb pricks
Show up, beat you up, lock your house, charge in with an army like Caesar
Ain't messing 'round, call the Reis, the ditch's calling you like the call to prayer
This's what you wanted, Jala, Buba Corelli, your wish is my command
Name your three wishes, we'll drop the verse like Mevlid unloading mags
You'll need truckload of bandage, that's how much we'll smash your head in
Don't spin shit, else the rappers will chop you up like propellers
I'd make a complete fiasco if you fucked up, then I'd hustle you
Then light up the entire fiesta, from the VG down to Hrasno
From Alpašino all down to the Mejtaš, Pasha, don't you be hatin'
Massively outshone you, you're a dead man in the crosshairs mate

[Chorus: Jala Brat & Buba Corelli]
Pop up your head, nod to the flow, like The Broadway, you've got a show
Uttering lies how we've gone down, you know damn well we're slaying it
My dear beloved Sarajevo, it's you for whom we're doing it
Puffin' the hash, Babylon, G-Recordz and BluntBylon
And I want the whole club bouncing, let me see who'll pump it hardest
Just keep lifting up those lighters, we'll keep rapping and give our best
(Uh-oh) Keep lifting up those lighters, (Uh-oh) keep, keep lifting up those light-lighters
(Hop, hop, hop) Keep, keep, keep lifting up those lighters
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Buba Corelli]
Dumbass, slow ass, so dense it makes no sense, drag these nuts 'cross your face
Hand's on blicky, you're crazy thinking you'll enter the club with ease
My bitch ain't wearing no bras, she's busy while enjoying slobbing on my knob
Fresh dish, live fish, sushi in my jacuzzi, juicy pussy, bruh
Go fuck yourself jackass, don't you be messing with my peace
Someone innocent may catch smoke, Corelli won't tell the difference
I would fuck your shit up, if you happened to be
Making stuff up, you know we'd break y'all into pieces
Typically, caught y'all slipping heavily
Swoop and steal your BlackBerrys without blinking
Cut the shit, y'all wannabe posers, still ain't got a clue
That your girls use our cocks as charging docks
We're that orthopedic crew that's handing out hip fractures
They won't hear you scream, 'cause we'll be making noise
You've been clocked out, we'll be taking off your watches
Off of your hands, you're all taking it up the ass
You're all, you're all taking it up the ass
You're all, you're all taking it up the ass
If I took a better look, and saw your posse as a whole
It'd be quite obvious that all of you take it up your hole
Unlike you I grew up with drug dealers, Ilidža, Alipašino, Hrasno
Connected the dots bit too late, hope you're insured with full coverage package, "Kasko"
Cora comes up knocking on your doors with a gas mask
Be sure we'll be wrecking your Aston Martin
When we show up in the parking lot chasin' darkness
No worries, we're protected by Mason Karkin

[Chorus: Jala Brat]
Pop up your head, nod to the flow, like The Broadway, you've got a show
Uttering lies how we've gone down, you know damn well we're slaying it
My dear beloved Sarajevo, it's you for whom we're doing it
Puffin' the hash, Babylon, G-Recordz and BluntBylon
And I want the whole club bouncing, let me see who'll pump it hardest
Just keep lifting up those lighters, we'll keep rapping and give our best
(Uh-oh) Keep lifting up those lighters, (Uh-oh) keep, keep lifting up those light-lighters
(Hop, hop, hop) Keep, keep, keep lifting up those lighters

[Outro: Jala Brat]
Keep lifting up those lighters, keep, keep lifting up those lighters
(Hop, hop, hop) Keep, keep, keep lifting up those lighters
Keep lifting up those lighters, keep lifting up those lighters
Keep, keep lifting up those lighters (Lighters, hop, hop)
BluntBylon, G-G-G-Recordz