(For those having trouble reading on the video, the lyrics are in the description)
This is Nillili Mambo by Block B with MISHEARD lyrics. THESE ARE NOT THE REAL LYRICS. If you cannot take a joke, please leave. We think Block B is cool. Don’t misunderstand.
We mention BBC, G.na, Dara from 2ne1, The Who, Norah Jones, and The Lion King.
Since we never got around to doing Narina (sorry), we decided it was necessary to do this one. LOVE this song, by the way. Super hard to do though haha. So. Much. Rapping. So we hope you like it.
This was not meant to offend anyone in any way. This was just for fun so don’t hate. Thanks. If you have any other requests or suggestions for us to do misheard lyrics for please feel free to let us know :)
Hope you enjoyed!
LYRICS:
Haha! Yeah! BBC follow me!
Balls like this. Eh eh eh balls like-
Block B in the house.
I see your part-time muse.
It’s a fish on the oven now.
Bye, guys! Hi, ladies!
She had known the law.
Water, butter, batter.
Bomb now! Pat a poodle now!
Oh, they mowed.
Joe pooed a book and now daughter Dara dot you.
No pee on the rug!
But four times, mom, she pat your dude.
Look! He poke her.
Babe walked toward you.
Touch your weed. Ah!
Barbie took the music music.
This song is groovy groovy.
Nuke, gun, bomb.
Get the wine and go lean in a while, baby.
Dude, talk on.
Pizza with a cheese and great white wine. Hey!
Move right now!
Old and sore we drum no pure boy cow.
Don’t itch your beard.
You’re dead! You’re not!
Ooh yeah!
Mow the lawn!
Got hit by cheetah then go, “Yeah!”
THE COOKIE!
Bad hot cakes jumped on dirt.
You’re my girl!
Everything okie dokie!
Jump, G.na!
Can you hook it? Who cares?
Yay.
I moo now.
Tell daddy, “Go and rock and roll!”
The lady lied a lot, and leading out the lady-man now.
My lady lied a lot and bleeding young and lady mambo.
Your lady ladder likes the lady yacht and little man now.
Bobbing to the music music.
This song is groovy groovy.
I…jacked your hat!
Go now wile I sat on mother.
Drunk shit noggin holiday.
He could poo near Kim.
You’re important.
Golly, chicken in the wheat though.
His tidy hair.
“Also, son, hide your phone,” said your mother.
Younger cheese and younger cheese start banging George and have him blah blah.
The Who tune “Near Diving.”
Handing out all my pool junk.
Clear my backside and then I click clack boom pow.
Come on, everybody, just step step.
Kiss your body!
I’m only chewing on my thighs.
Suck a metal chick.
Check door and wait. And wait.
Chit chat there on Norah Jones.
Kneeling in mom’s boat.
Box out.
Chicken song.
Dude! Oh, he got Lion King!
Charge him and I got to get some salt!
Ooh yeah!
Motor on a hip.
Bought G.na new coat, yeah.
The boob care.
Bad eye care.
Jumped up there.
You’re my gold!
Ever think monkey dorky?
Trap German. Can ya? Who can? Who can?
Yay.
I moon a tall daddy.
Go and rock and roar!
The lady lied a lot, and leading out the lady-man now.
My lady lied a lot and bleeding young and lady mambo. (Let’s do it again.)
Your lady ladder likes the lady yacht and little man now. (Roll it! Roll it! Roll it, Violet!)
The lady lied a lot, and leading out the- (Roll it! Roll it! Roll it like-)
Oops!
Ooh yeah!
Mow the lawn!
Got hit by cheetah then go, “Yeah!”
THE COOKIE!
Bad hot cakes jumped on dirt.
You’re my girl!
Everything okie dokie! (MONKEY!)
Jump, G.na!
Can you hook it? Who cares?
Yay.
I moo now.
Tell daddy, “Go and rock and roll!”
The lady lied a lot, and leading out the lady-man now.
My lady lied a lot and bleeding young and lady mambo.
Your lady ladder likes the lady yacht and little man now.
What we going to the top for, rapper?
We gon’ take it to the next rebel.
