Just Sam - Italian highway

I am going to kill the fuckery out there
And people gona damand the truth
People are sick and tired of hearing bomboclat get down
Shake your fucken booty

8PM in Cape Town, phone off, flight mode, take off
8PM in Cape Town, phone off, flight mode, take off

Yeaa

Drive slow hara tata
Back opposite ke Stone Heaven
Hara tsowa le makgatha
Ase metro so we roll again
Kwala window re hot boxe
Musi otlatswa leka sunroof
Fana ka dash ke docter
Nna hlenne ke fedimake juice
Ke hetla fela hakutlwa bitso laka
Aseng hake tsuba goodie
Ke tatazela haele ntwan'enyane
Aska hola ele s'tsubi
Coz kya tseba kyaba inspire
So ake batle lo e juta
Lenna hake nahana kabo grootman
Tlame ke hlompe his future
Young grootman
(Yah, yeah, waoh)
Young grootman

Young grootman, No fuck boy
Get groupies for achuzi
Hakele one ke mayor
Hape ke tinwa kore ke choosey
Piece of mind hakele one
Hadi Chile ke smooth'e
Mo ke tswang haona unity
Pretendelwa ke achuzy
Vaalyside habo swaar
Ekare re nyetse heno haonfela
Jwetsa lenyora le eme hanyane
Re plana pele ledi kwangkwetla
Otherwise ke fetela Japan
Ke kopane lebo Yung Ming
Skampa ba nahana ke Jun Saam
Ke tswana le bona hadi chile
Ke tswere Tova ka the purple drink
Colour etswanang le ya Fanta Grape
And ke ba slow with every sip
Wabona e hole jwang le Fanta
Ke dlala hole nyana hake batla plaka
Botwana nyana le di thaka tsaka
Mosadi waka ke sure kele 1st year
Haso tsebe hore we patla plaka
Nou ke thathela di cha-cha tsaka
La entsele ba rona kaofela
Hare kopana fela bratata
Hare arohana re kaofela
Beat that pussy kadi upper cut
Then ke kgutlele ho dishata tsaka
Skaba njudge'a kadi plaka tsaka
Tlama bomb then ke shape tsaka
Hanging with the real angers
Sharpeville habo matadiana
Fuck you internet gangsters
Uzong thola nabo swaar nkabi yam
Letadiana, kepising Fabian, within Sbk italia
Bk lifestyle, pushing stadian, no Belgravia
Please, No billabong No surfboard, No Australia
Take a Pic, 32 Megapixel, Big Screen, Bravia
Braviey, yung nigga from the Vaaliyeh
If her squad nice hareyeng
Fuck around le ngwana ponds
But my type is more gania
Out of space when I lift off coz I don't feel nobody ey
How is it that iv been in it but only feels like I'm starting
Yelling Sam is in the building
Been manganga since Milton
O shit, ego trip'n wang pona
Tlwela letswalo jump on
Motho ale tswalo wammona
Ona oshapo ho comfort
O tshaba ho riska, re tlammona
O tshaba ho kena wammona
Nna ke kena ka ndlondlo
No pressure, No force
Do it easy Bass John
Only timing will tell
Swear I give it my all
Nna hakyatla hotlo o ropa
Hake Popa ra popa
Hare qeta ra phop'pah
Pop pop di Shampopo

Written by:
Samuel Mokhele

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