Music Video

Mir Fontane - Bodega (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mir Fontane
Mir Fontane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mir Fontane
Mir Fontane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kev Rodgers
Kev Rodgers
Producer
Mike Zombie
Mike Zombie
Producer
Kenif Muse
Kenif Muse
Producer

Lyrics

Bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
I got old hoes, money nueva
Nueva, nueva
In the jungle ain't nobody gon' save us
So me and my ****
Chasin' this paper
Aye, bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
I come from the side where they pop ya
Then talk to your doctor
And cry with your momma
Aye, I grew up 'round killers and robbers
Who wanna be ballers
And live like the Carters
Aye, homie in the street chasin' pesos
We used to play Legos
Now he play with dracos
He still be outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
We still bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
I got old hoes, money nueva
Nueva, nueva
In the jungle ain't nobody gon' save us
So me and my ****
Chasin' this paper
Bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
Aye, lately my life feel like a movie
Your girl wanna do me
She get doggy like Scooby
Aye, paranoid maybe I'm too high
I don't trust these new guys
That car passed a few times
**** tellin' me that it's on sight
But when I'm in they sight
I guess they change they mind
Won't catch me slippin' at the bodega
Not the bodega, bodega
Bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
I got old hoes, money nueva
Nueva, nueva
In the jungle ain't nobody gon' save us
So me and my ****
Chasin' this paper
Aye, bustin' moves outside the bodega
Bodega, bodega
I need a Guantanamera
And a million dollar billas
Keep my toes on the ground
Like a hundred caterpillars
Momma say that I'm the realest
Wanna move out to the villas
Away from those who wanna kill us when we
Bustin' moves outside the bodega (Bustin' moves)
Bodega, bodega (Bustin' moves)
I got old hoes, money nueva (You know I got old hoes)
Nueva, nueva (Money nueva)
In the jungle ain't nobody gon' save us (Gon' save us)
So me and my **** (Nobody)
Chasin' this paper (Nobody)
Aye, bustin' moves outside the bodega (Open your eyes)
Bodega, bodega
Written by: Mir Fontane
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