Listen to MASTAANDI (feat. KabzaWaBenoni) by Linda Kim

MASTAANDI (feat. KabzaWaBenoni)

Linda Kim

Hip-Hop/Rap

296 Shazams

Lyrics

Wait it's the kids next door!? Hey! K'phethe mina manje Yim' uMastaandi Khali sginci sami bitch, Maskandi I'm the MVP, you're a bum B Stuck in 2015 saying stundee K'phethe mina manje Yim' uMastaandi Khali sginci sami bitch, Maskandi I'm the MVP, you're a bum B Stuck in 2015 saying stundee First born since '92 K'dala ng'gudla Bring my juice in a flute Celebrate Hlab' imbuzi Ice Ice Ice Ice I was nice, now I'm cold Sengiyi-ghost When it comes to my dough Let it flow Fuck up the manzi bill, yeah I mean we gotta drip, yeah I mean we trying to live, yeah And uMastaandi uKim And I'm on good terms I got that good work I mean that wood work Put in that good word K'dala siphila the mbungulu way Sdumo the name Culo the song Ngidume ngengoma Giving them hell and praising the Lord O phala baloi Ke bala di-goal Who's saving the day Who's taking a stand Nobody but you in a cape Who bringing in cake I'm trying to get bands I'm marching on who's in the way Y'all talking about guns but you never shot nothing You just Billy Blanks, Billy Blanks Kicking it, Kicking it Gang signs for the gram Ms Linda run the building I'm house sitting, Joe Mafela Now the house on fire I hope insurance ya patela I hope oledi o sa rapela Whole fam kgalalela I hope you changing for the better Stay on sporo, wear Carvela I ain't smoking anymore I ain't drinking anymore But when I hit that big, big score Drip, drip, keabotshela K'phethe mina manje Yim' uMastaandi Khali sginci sami bitch, Maskandi I'm the MVP, you're a bum B Stuck in 2015 saying stundee I'm not looking for no hand out No fake clique, no hang out I'm about my business 'til I cash out I got plenty records in the bag now I could body niggas who got mad clout Man I think my competition ran out And my feature need a couple rands now How you talking business when you're zanned out? Gotta watch the vision how it pan out I just touch a nigga make him fan out They were sleeping on me now they're passed out They're just demons that I gotta cast out In my lane and moving hella fast now I manouver like I got it mapped out Man it's nothing we ain't gotta hash out I ain't gotta fit in I just stand out If it go around then it do come back around Niggas it's a cycle And it's why I'm paper chasing 'cause I gotta get the money Nigga fuck a title I'm just tryna make my mama proud I ain't really tryna be a fucking idol And I'm gonna make it to the top Slaying all these demons Swear it in the bible It's just me and Kabza Wa Benoni nigga And we're going crazy on the mic though Ever since we started with the winning We just really got the haters going psycho How you flexing spending all that money nigga Now you got the budget really tight though Say you took the game by storm Nigga we just came and hit it with a cyclone
Writer(s): Linda Mahlangu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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