DJ Capital - Skebe Dep Dep lyrics

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DJ Capital - Skebe Dep Dep lyrics

[Verse 1: Kid X] You know it's pocket dial season Once you see the cracks on my iPhone X screen Shot caller Here to remind them k**er for hire Top to bottom Dripping fresh in my regular fits Blindfolded, throwing bounties at the heads of your favourite MC You'll never know this level finesse Feet up while I aim Tell my lazy eye Kick back and relax 45 degrees rotation of the scope Makes it easier to mark you with an X soon as I spot you A bravado fit for a bar magician Get it I'm gone Ngeke uzung' khona Very uncommon specimen Plenty sauce let that marinate, when you address me Man of the year 1688 My work here is done [Hook] Wonk'muntu o yenz' imali, let me see you (Skebe dep dep) (x3) Wonk'muntu (Now this is how you make a veteran dance) [Verse 2: YoungstaCPT] This ma**acre is God's will Bru this is Sharpville Superhero Marvel, married to Meghan Markle I partially lost all my marbles, I'm Marshal Mathers, when I spit you must gargle You're startled With bars Imma convict Lay you out like an ostrich k**ing a whole son quick You're at a disadvantage But best of luck You don't wanna mess with us Level up I ate him up, like I had lunch on the breakfast club You envious Charlamane the god next to cleanliness So generous I'm k**ing careers and I ended it Y?Genesis CPT we the A-Team Left you in a Deadpool 2, no mainstream, Youngin [Pre-Hook] I ran to the money when I got the call Took shots no spills no stains I found the sauce all that talk shut it off Rhyme book right here ntwana kom kyk Battle rap battle rap battle rap Always no sleep no chains Run it back run it back run it back This is how you make a veteran dance [Hook] Wonk'muntu o yenz' imali, let me see you (Skebe dep dep) (x3) Wonk'muntu (Now this is how you make a veteran dance) [Verse 3: Stogie T] f** n***as wanna chit chat About this stat I'm Saks 5th Ave Go politik that Get the strap Monogram hang off my chick hand Stand up n***a Sometimes I sin bad T's dad to you little rapper infants Makes me miss my little rascal kids man My life goals ain't up on Instagram But I might pose with three cups, Zinedine Zidane Flawaless, say hello gorgeous Went from four four to four exhaust Went to foreign shores just for exotics Spent the Forex on this Haute couture sh** Lovely and aint it f** what you saying 'Less you mahfahkahs is paying I'm in entertainment But don't go ask, for photos And throw your rant When I don't dance to bogus crap, Stog [Pre-Hook] I ran to the money when I got the call Took shots no spills no stains I found the sauce all that talk shut it off Rhyme book right here ntwana kom kyk Battle rap battle rap battle rap Always no sleep no chains Run it back run it back run it back This is how you make a veteran dance [Hook] Wonk'muntu o yenz' imali, let me see you (Skebe dep dep) (x3) Wonk'muntu (Now this is how you make a veteran dance) [Verse 4: Kwesta] Now I don't really care what you pull up in No one does unless that sh** don't let bullets in From these bulletins, buza thina Don't get pissed by the beef, boy that's how you let the bullsh** in Food for thought, ithi ngithi shuu and scoop the boys Fruit loops get a tune destroyed Screw loose noma uthulusi likhona Ngisak'khuza so suka la boy, ungangiyenzi umuntu omubi ng'muhle kaso Kodwa ngimubi ngengoma Even my girl Shekinah knew that nothing suited the boy But then I covered GQ, no suit on the boy I wore my heart on my sleeves And put the Gucci in songs Gone [Pre-Hook] I ran to the money when I got the call Took shots no spills no stains I found the sauce all that talk shut it off Rhyme book right here ntwana kom kyk Battle rap battle rap battle rap Always no sleep no chains Run it back run it back run it back This is how you make a veteran dance [Hook] Wonk'muntu o yenz' imali, let me see you (Skebe dep dep) (x3) Wonk'muntu (Now this is how you make a veteran dance)

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