Die Antwoord - Evil Boy (Explicit Version) | Текст песни

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• Evil Boy (Explicit Version)

Vuil-geboosted gang$ta (turbo-boosted ill)

[Hook:]
Yooo evil boy!
Why is your incanca (penis) 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! (penis of the nation, pun on this)

Everybody go ho! like a thundercat
I'm all up in the club in my underpants
No shirt on cos it's fuckin hot!
Let's go diplo pump it up!
Girls wanna say hello to me
From the zefside to the fuckin overseas
I'm looking at who's looking at me
Looking at you looking back who can that be?
When I'm all up this
Bitch you know who the motherfuck it is
Roll through the club like a
Tikoloshe
Ninjas hung like a fokken 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 jy? fokkol! umnqunduwakho! (who are you? no-one! fucking asshole!)

[Hook]

Mamelapa umnqunduwakho! (listen here, you fucking asshole)
Andifuni ukuyaehlatini! (I don't want to go to the bush with you)
Sukubammba incanca yam! (don't touch my penis)
Andi so stabani! (I'm not a gay)
Incanca yam yeyamantobi! (this penis is for the girls)
Incanca yam iclean! (my penis is clean)
Incanca yam inamandla! (my penis is strong)
Ndiyinkwekwe enkulu! (I am a big boy)
Angi funi ukuba yeendota! (don't want to be a man)
Evil boy 4 life! yebo! (yes)
Evil boy 4 life!

[Hook]

Yo-landi Vi$$er so fancy like this dope ass beat
Rock the motherfuckin microphone with no panties
I'm a bad ass chick yo my black magic
Speletjies make all the boys go... damn that's sick! (spells/little games)
Lie down on the bed boy lemme light the candles
Uh uh! don't touch! yo-landi just too hot to handle!
Blind-fold you tie your hands up with the hand-cuffs
Even though you 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 wif my lip-stick
Visions in the mirror heavy zef futuristic
Lemme take your pants off let's see what you made of
Go through your pockets no we not going to make love
Go through your wallet, woo! what alot of paper!
What a fuckin sucker! see you later masturbator!

I went from fokol to so fokken hot right now I'll put you in your place (nothing)
Motherfucker skrik wakker we coming through pumping you full of bass (wake the fuck up)
Fok rustig eks apokaliptikal fucking you in the face (fuck chilling out, I'm apocalyptic)
Zef cherries tjoon my... spieg my fokken hol nat (zef girlies tell me to spit their bums wet)
Fuck everyone eyes on the prize when I go for the jugular
Surprise me or fokof and die if I remind you of how much you suck (fuck off)
Everyone's so fokken so-so, yo we been sent to fuck you up zef techno mosh-pit gang$ta nommer een kind (number one child)
Everything you rap about comes true if you got some freakin balls but mind your tongue when you rhyme on the drum, gaan vra vir biggie smalls (go ask)
I gotta rock if you motherfuckin like it or not, yo
Is you ready for this ho$tyle take over? bow to the fokken 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 fokken 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 (koos kombuis' mother's vagina)

Na na na na na!
You can't fuck wif this ou (man)
Blah blah blah! whatever!
Watch a million fuckin kids go...
Na na na na na!
Super fokken fris flow
Ninja, wanga and yo-landi vi$$er vs diplo

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