[Intro- Kaygee Kidd]
Kaygee kidd (aaaww!!) (Huh?)
TJ Soh (yeah!!) (Huh?)
Fresh Blood (ha-ha) (huh?)
We got fresh blood... (Ah!)
[Verse 1 - Kaygee Kidd]
I look at my left and I see all them n***as who act like they love me (what?)
I look at my right and I see all them n***as who sure be pretending (aha)
The fact that we grow stronger, it makes yall sick now, huh?
I don't care homie, you might as well s** a dick (aaahhhh)
They say I'm bully (they say I'm bully)
Nah I'm not, (but I'm not)
I'm a bull man (I'm a bull man)
And I'm hard (and I'm hard)
Durban umlazi raised me
Now its time for yall to make me
Make sure that you do pay me
Don't ever make me angry
[Hook - Kaygee Kidd]
Godly, sikelela, thina, thina namagenge
Durban, Durban, Run Durban
(Aahhh what did you say?)
Run Durban (ah you hoe a** n***a)
Run Durban
[Verse 2 - Kaygee Kidd]
I'm punching a line or two and I make sure that you never visit in the studio
I open my eyes and I look at the sky and I would see Michael Jackson moon walk
You should check your watch now
Its quarter past ours now
Every time I look in the mirror, I see a mentor
And your girl opens her legs for me, and then I enter
You want beef? I got steak
Homie, your life is at stake
Don't ever step on my toes
Cause I'll turn you tomatoes
n***as post pictures with them effects
That's just lame
I don't do that sh** cause I'm perfect?
What's my name?
I think I'm losing this dime
Can I please have all your dimes?
H.I.V is everywhere I'm even afraid to use my own hand
And I know I go hard by myself
I don't need no low band
f** you and your basadi
I just need a ma**age see?
I'm proudly south african
I'm not pissed off like Malema
Mina ngijahana nemali tsots'
Angifuni malemayo
They say money talks but please
Don't you dare talk to mine, Gees!!
[Hook: Kaygee Kidd]
[Bridge: K.O]
K'dala sibatshela ukuthi k'phethe thina la
Kodwa kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha
Kungena ngapha kuphuma ngapha, kwenzenjani?
[Verse Three: AKA]
I'm something like Haile Sela**ie
Beautiful women and Jah seed
God-speed to my competition
f** whatever your palm reads, I'm on the mission
Like formulation, they're politicians in hot seats
f** with the gods, top of the charts, name a level I can't reach
Better check credentials, [?] protect your temple
Do you want progress or do you want Rolex?
Better make mine presidential, influential
More gold bottles, no role-models
This hoe model is f**ed up, and we all follow
No Gupta gate, no magistrate, just mami's shake like cold bottles
Bank notes falling, no foreign, no problem
Madiba faces in briefcases like Zim dollars
Say Our father
[Hook]
[Bridge]
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