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Artist/Band:
Buba Corelli
Lyrics for Song: Topovska
Lyrics for Album: GODZILLA
Baby, it's Pablo
Ah-ah, a nju loži što sam poznat
Penthouse, bebo, noćas ovdje možeš ostat
Ona mi se topi tu na bobi, poput voska
Osma lajna, a ja nisam pospan, taman posla
Body jak, pussy glat, ona zlo zla
Ima velik gyat pa mi ruke pune posla
Manijak, Beli grad, Hotel Moskva
Ništa celibat, ture želi zvat i kockat
Cora zadnji pravi rockstar
Sad mi kaži za kog radiš, mali, ko te posla
Nikad dosta
Svežemo te, otmemo te, bacimo te s mosta
Kol'ko košta? Puca ko topovska
Zgodna ko Popovska, ukus od kokosa
Još stojim, dušmanima svojim želim grob lak
Letim kao Boeing kroz zrak, param oblak
Spali svaki most, na njoj sjaji naivnost
On ti puni glavu, puni nos
O-o-on ti puni glavu, puni nos
O-o-on ti puni glavu, puni nos
Uvijek si mi dragi gost, a nju feeling radi loš
A ti bi to da mi radiš namjerno
Whoa-oh, daj mi scenarij, Rari cabrio
Whoa-oh, daj mi scenarij, Rari cabrio
Oh-oh-oh, oh-no-no
Oh-oh-oh, oh-no-no
Oh-oh-oh, oh-no-no
Oh-oh-oh, oh-no-no
Emocije tobogan, s tobom pad slobodan
Ulazim u pogon sam, pogled mnogo prodoran
Na korak od ponora, Sodoma, Gomora
Ona treba donora, s njom bi sporo ton'o ja
Poljubi me na blic, tvoj novi lik vic
Obrij bulju, spremi bic, moje lice tebi sic
Ona je bad bitch, sjela na RX
Bad bitch, sjela na RX
Slike, klinke, blicevi
Snimke, pink flex, biseri
Štikle, fit checks, oči joj ko klikeri
Svaki vikend, hey-yeah
Spali svaki most, na njoj sjaji naivnost
On ti puni glavu, puni nos
O-o-on ti puni glavu, puni nos
O-o-on ti puni glavu, puni nos
Uvijek si mi dragi gost, a nju feeling radi loš
A ti bi to da mi radiš namjerno
Whoa-oh, daj mi scenarij, Rari cabrio
Whoa-oh, daj mi scenarij, Rari cabrio |
Topovska
"Topovska" is a song that turns the nightlife into a battlefield. The track, by Bosnian rapper Buba Corelli, was analyzed by Tailem, which noted that it "combines dense, percussive rhyme chains with vivid, cinematic imagery to portray a nightlife world that is both irresistibly glamorous and quietly catastrophic." The analysis highlights the song's central metaphors: artillery, free-fall, abyss, and staged "scenarios." These turn sex, drugs, and status into symbols of emotional and moral risk. Clever wordplay like "puca ko topovska" (fires like a cannon) adds to the song's intensity. The lyrics are full of the kind of imagery that defines modern Balkan trap. The narrator talks about a penthouse, about a girl who melts like wax, and about the thrill of being known. It is a song about the night, and it is delivered with a vocal performance that is both smooth and compelling. What stays with me is how the song makes the nightlife feel dangerous. It is a song about glamour and risk, and it is delivered with a sincerity that is hard to ignore. The analysis highlights the song's central metaphors: artillery, free-fall, abyss, and staged "scenarios." These turn sex, drugs, and status into symbols of emotional and moral risk. Clever wordplay like "puca ko topovska" (fires like a cannon) adds to the song's intensity. The lyrics are full of the kind of imagery that defines modern Balkan trap. The narrator talks about a penthouse, about a girl who melts like wax, and about the thrill of being known. It is a song about the night, and it is delivered with a vocal performance that is both smooth and compelling. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. It is a song that stays with you long after it ends. |
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