[Intro]
Move your motherfucking…
Gotta do what you do do do do do do
Move your motherfucking…
Gotta do what you do do do do do do do do
Kaapstad naaier
[Verse 1]
Ygen ini plek we in the place bitch
House party playing Puffy, Biggy, Mase bitch
The same bitch why you always on my case bitch
Besides being fat you also under age bitch
Get it straight bitch, I’m high trading property on the pussy exchange monopoly
And honestly my apologies cause I offend a lot of these vaginas
We talk a bit rude excuse, it’s Wynberg that raised me
I’m going crazy, finally persuade me
Time didn’t change me
I’m still a baby
Moms had to raise me but then uncage me
To fly away safely
I’m mostly and mainly in studio we bang beats
Fucking with the same freaks
Sleep wakey bakey, sweet like a pastry
Cuddly and tasty
Don’t believe me lady, then come in here and taste me
I’m waist deep kinda like Game and Tyrese
Got a medie from the hood that’s as reg as Megan Good
Leke boude, throw it back till I get a boner
Took her to the kamer, left her in a coma
The party is practically packed to capacity
If you get in with me, you don’t pay entry fee
Kaapstad thug life outlaw, it’s been a while since we had a leke house jol
Make vol with the ouens whose house it is
Because I know a few mense that’s house sitting
Faking a funk party like it’s end of the month, making it junk
Speakers play till it bars
Neighbours say it’s too much noise, they knocking on the wall
They just kwaad cause they never got invited to the jol
Calling the police but we not going to jail
I just said their invitation got lost in the mail now...
Move your motherfucking…
Gotta do what you do do do do do do
Move your motherfucking…
Gotta do what you do do do do do do do do
Kaapstad naaier
[Verse 1]
Ygen ini plek we in the place bitch
House party playing Puffy, Biggy, Mase bitch
The same bitch why you always on my case bitch
Besides being fat you also under age bitch
Get it straight bitch, I’m high trading property on the pussy exchange monopoly
And honestly my apologies cause I offend a lot of these vaginas
We talk a bit rude excuse, it’s Wynberg that raised me
I’m going crazy, finally persuade me
Time didn’t change me
I’m still a baby
Moms had to raise me but then uncage me
To fly away safely
I’m mostly and mainly in studio we bang beats
Fucking with the same freaks
Sleep wakey bakey, sweet like a pastry
Cuddly and tasty
Don’t believe me lady, then come in here and taste me
I’m waist deep kinda like Game and Tyrese
Got a medie from the hood that’s as reg as Megan Good
Leke boude, throw it back till I get a boner
Took her to the kamer, left her in a coma
The party is practically packed to capacity
If you get in with me, you don’t pay entry fee
Kaapstad thug life outlaw, it’s been a while since we had a leke house jol
Make vol with the ouens whose house it is
Because I know a few mense that’s house sitting
Faking a funk party like it’s end of the month, making it junk
Speakers play till it bars
Neighbours say it’s too much noise, they knocking on the wall
They just kwaad cause they never got invited to the jol
Calling the police but we not going to jail
I just said their invitation got lost in the mail now...
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