F*** dude, I'm so f***ing pissed off dude You know that f***ing picture with the... With the chick with the f***ing big tits and the American bikini? Well Kim... Kim f***ing sent a picture to her and she said "Love from... Yolandi Visser, prawn" F*** She f***ing said... I didn't say f***ing... I said Ahhhhhhhhhh!
Ninja, Yolandi, f*** bro Like can you not drop f***ing, F***ing drop ash on my f***ing carpet Jesus Well... it's just... f*** You just f***ing shit up when you come dude, Let's just have some f***ing respect bro Have some f***ing respect dude I don't even like... I don't even like you guys smoking in here! Hold on, no Actually, you know what? I'm not gonna f***ing drop the f***ing beat F*** you guys
Sorry dude, sorry... Yeah, yeah, yeah, mmhm It wasn't me dude, sorry dude Okay, I'm not talking to yo- just, shsshh Just, can't I just f***ing, Just, drop the f***ing beat man!
[Verse 1: Ninja] Okay, well then... F*** a beat! Yo, I don't f*** up or suck up to anyone I wake up when I want, make our props, get paid out my asshole My DJ's the mothaf***in' business Every time he hits me with a beat I'm like Jissis I don't need anyone to help me Dropped my record label I'm still very f***in' wealthy Money's not a problem, cash flow healthy Vodacom was too expensive so I switched to Cell C I don't ask famous people for their picture When you see me on the streets just, be cool with the Ninja Don't lose your f***in' mind just say "Hi, how you feelin'?" I'll say fine Now stop freaking out and tweaking and start eating up my time I don't hand people my f***ing demo Plus I never used to Just make a track and drop that shit on YouTube Quit steppin' to me dwankin' out Try to f***ing suck up Just let your shit speak for itself and shut the f*** up!
[Yolandi] Yooo... f***! Drop the f***ing beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga!
[Verse 2] F*** Jissis Yolandi, hoy!
[Yolandi] Yo I don't dwank I come make money Plus I'm f***ing famous so I don't say sorry Don't blame me girl go blame Anies Yo get off my back he's the gangsta, I'm just a f***in' rat I come from below, I run the show, rat's rule (Ya! ) You down to me, that's cool You not down to me, What the f***'s down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we f***in' go pop Like a f***in' soap opera When you so popular Don't f*** with little Miss Visser cause I'll f*** you up I don't care What you f***in' think Next time you try f***in' with me maybe stop and think "Why the hell am I so bothered by this chick?" Am I maybe jealous or just f***in' retarded
[Verse 3: Ninja] Hahaha Yo I don't cue I walk right through You know who I f***in' am man Who the f*** are you? When I'm in the club I get more chicks than I can manage Grinding me front and back like a Ninja f***in' sandwich So don't stress Everything I do is so sex My style is so sex My smile is so sex My baba's so fresh My rhyme's are so next Zef god with the spark might as well flex Don't send mothaf***a's "Please call me!"'s Uh-uh I send mothaf***a's airtime By my f***in' stressed life Me a little blessed life Mama I don't lose Betta' luck next time Sucka's step back You don't want to see Ninja snap When I'm in South Africa I speak like I'm black If you not a fan, why you keep coming back? Exactly motherf***a you bumping this track You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank! ) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank! ) You