Evil Boy
Vuil geboosted gangsta
Vuil geboosted gangsta
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Vuil geboosted gangsta (x2)
Yo, evil boy
Why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with
No glove 1 no love
If you don't believe me,
Take your dirty hands off my
Umthondo wisizwe
Everybody go hooo like a thundercat
I'm all up in the club in my underpants
No shirt on 'cause it's fucking hot
Let's go Diplo, pump it up
Girls wanna say hello to me
From the zef side to the fucking overseas
I'm looking at who's looking at me
Looking at you, looking back
Who can that be?
When I'm all up in this
Bitch, you know who the motherfuck it is
Roll through the club like a tikoloshe 2
Ninja's hung like a fucking horse, yeah girl
I'm a freak of nature
Sign my name on your boob, fuck a piece of paper
If you feeling me cool!
Not feeling me: fuck off
Wies jij? Fokkol! Umnqunduwakho!
Yo, evil boy
Why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with
No glove, no love
If you don't believe me,
Take your dirty hands off my
Umthondo wisizwe
Mamelapa umnqunduwakho
Andifui ukuyaehlatini 3
Sukumbammba incanca yam
Andi so stabani
Incanca yam yeyamantobi
Incanca yam iclean
Incanca yam inamandla
Ndiyikwekwe enkulu
Angi funi ukuba yeendota
Evil boy for life
Evil boy for life, yebo
Yo, evil boy
Why is your incanca so big?
All the better to love you with
No glove, no love
If you don't believe me,
Take your dirty hands off my
Umthondo wisizwe
Yolandi Visser so fancy
Like this dope ass beat
Rock the motherfucking microphone with no panties
I'm a bad ass chick, yo my black magic
Speletjies make all the boys go "Damn that's sick!"
Lie down on the bed boy,
Lemme light the candles
Uh-uh don't touch, Yolandi just too hot to handle
Blindfold you, lock your hands up with the handcuffs
Even though you're lying down, I can make you stand up
Spirits in the room tickle you like a sneaky prawn
Fuck a pen and pad, I write my raps with a ouija board
Draw a pentagram on your chest with my lipstick
Visions in the mirror heavy zef futuristic
Lemme take your pants off
Let's see what you're made of
Go through your pockets
No, we're not gonna make love
Go through your wallet,
Woah, look at all this paper
What a fucking sucker, see you later masturbator!
I went from fokkol to so fucking hot right now
I'll put you in your place
Motherfucker schrik wakker
We coming through pumping you full of bass
Fok rustig eks apokalipikal
Fucking you in the face
Zef cherries tjoon my spieg my fokken hol nat
Fuck everyone, eyes on the prize when I go for the jugular
Surprise me or fuck off and die
If I remind you of how much you suck
Everyone's so fucking so-so
Yeah, we been sent to fuck you up
Zef techno mosh pit gansta nummer een kind
Everything you rap about comes true if you got some frickin balls
Mind your tongue when you rhyme on the drum
Gaan vrag vir Biggie Smalls
I gotta rock if you motherfucking like it or not
Yo is you ready for this hostile take-over?
Bow to the fucking master
My slang is banging
I'm freaking the fuck out of myself
Yo, I'm my biggest fan
Cos buddy when you man down
No fucking hands out when you really need a hand
Machine gun rapper, lekker budda-budda motherfucker,
Yo I'm bigger than
Koos kombuis se ma se fokken poes
Na, na, na, na, na!
You can't fuck with this ou!
Blah blah bla whatever
Watch a million fucking kids go
Na, na, na, na, na!
Super fokken fris flow
Ninja, Wanga and Yolandi Visser versus Diplo
Evil boy, evil boy
Evil boy loves you
