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BURNABOY ft TRAVIS SCOTT - TATATA LYRICS

Published on
June 3, 2025
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[Intro: Burna Boy]

(Chillz)

Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm

Mm, mm, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, mm

[Verse 1: Burna Boy]

I nearly bash my car, because of this your back

The road I dey go dey front, but I was looking back

'Cause of nyash, all for the sake of nyash

I don calculate am kpa, uh, uh

You make me emotional, but somethin' must kill a man (Mm, mm)

Every Monday, na your waist

Every Tuesday, na the same thing

Wednesday, na hotel

Thursday, ma gbe ẹ si ile mi

Friday night, party

Saturday, na holiday, oh

Sunday, praise the Lord

But every single day, oh

[Chorus: Burna Boy]

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta

Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta

Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ayy

Badder than Baltasar Engonga

Magnificent performance

I dey perform on top your woman, she go conform (Conform)

[Break: Travis Scott]

You cállate la boca

And shake that culo, now

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Slide on me (Slide), put that C-spot on me (On me)

She sip me like codeine (Codeine), be my fan like Only (Only)

Crybaby (Cry), young La Flame, I hope she can take heat (Ah)

Yeah, I be cool off her like A/C, make her jump when I want, I got technique (Let's go)

Yeah, my money as big as your nyash

Bring your friend, and y'all better not clash

'Bout that business, I'm flyin' first class

Just to— on that ass (Woo)

She on fa-fa-fa-fa, that's that gas

I might split, three, four, five on the bag

She can hop in the Lamb' if she bad

Splash all week, yeah, that forecast

[Chorus: Burna Boy]

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta, ta

Ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta

Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ayy

Badder than Baltasar Engonga

Magnificent performance

I dey perform on top your woman, she go conform (Conform)