Nubian Bluesin'

Remna Schwarz

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    Do my rub a dub stuff on the bus stop
    Me no fuss, hungry, I’m waiting for the ride
    That could take I to I resting place
    I do my do my do my dance, do my do my dance right
    Out of my own thing comes nothing wrong
    But Dounia my soul they kep on bruisin’
    Hey papa, why you bluesin’?
    Diploma over there, over here turned smaller
    Yo sista why you bluesin'?
    You stunna holigan make me wanna holla
    Yo brother why are you bluesin'?

    Diploma over there, over here turned smaller
    Yo sista why you bluesin'?
    He wants to play with my lala when I want a lover

    Nubian Bluesin’
    Nubian Bluesin’
    Nubian Bluesin’
    In the red bloody city

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    Nubian Bluesin’
    Oh the way I’m bluesin
    Nubian Bluesin’ mama

    Do my rub a dub stuff on the bus stop
    Me no fuss, hungry, I’m waiting for the ride
    That could take I to my I resting place
    I do my do my do my dance, do my do my dance right
    Out of my own thing comes nothing wrong
    But Dounia my soul they kep on bruisin’
    Rocky tracks know me well, still I thirsty
    Bucket reach the bottom of I well
    Me no wanted vibration like Israel
    So I went from the bottom looking out to ring him bell
    Saw him front door and him windows like cells
    He said you want I water then I pot is for sale
    I swear he never knew neither heaven nor hell
    Still I tongue dry a' need to tell

    Nubian Bluesin’
    Nubian Bluesin’
    Nubian Bluesin’
    In the red bloody city

    Nubian Bluesin’
    Other way I’m bruisin
    Nubian Bluesin’ in the red bloody city

    Do my rub a dub stuff

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    Composition: Schwarz Remna

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