Diz Live - Pastor Mbhobho Flow
Nkosi sikelela umswenk' wamComing with that old school jenge pantium
I might go platinum
I might just sell out a couple shows and have your girl screaming, "Beng'cela ipanty yam
HE? Nobody
Number one hustler in the city, I'm so godly
I didn't say no to your girl, I'm so sorry
But she look like an ID pic, No body
I'm an immediate threat to the god bodies
My punchlines, they knock knock like kot' koti
That trash tape that you dropped dropped is dot' doti
I'm my slahla chick she drop top tot' toti
(Weeeeeow) Pastor Mbhobho Flow
And your shit is watered down like a scottlolo
But I don't want to sign to [__] or [__]
They eat of my thoughts like I'm a skoppo doe
(We want the whole thang) and a gold chain
Burning a missile of propane, nigga! (OH MAN!)
Half of these bitches Like 0 sane
My old dames, I use to like drop top topless
That's a "no brain" (ahhhh)
Boy I'm becoming amazing and soon, flop niggas I'll murder in cold plain
It might be 5 -7 for me
It's funny they're hating 'cause this hot nigga will Bobby Shumurda your whole gang Back on my malumkoolkat, khiph' ishandies for these new school cats (Ntwana yam) "That the problem with these blue clues kats"
I'm schooling all these niggas with these new school raps (Ntwana yam) They didn't know I could do boom boom pap
I'm just blessing all this niggas with a doom doom can (Ntwana yam) All these rappers sound like doo-doo crap
I just made a malum' beat sound like a kool kat (Ntwana yam)
(Woah)
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
Shout out to my boy, Skamza!
He take your girl and hit her with a lamza (with a lamza) Now he's gonna go and canza
Maybe jika ma jika will find the answer
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
He? He? He? Woah!
Written by:
Thabo Fassie
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