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Credits
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Kgokong Nakedi
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Fenty
(African Rihanna)
She a lil bad girl Fenty on her body (Fire,Fire)
African Rihanna (Fire,Fire)
Shorty cold hearted (Fire,Fire)
Medusa on her garments (Fire,Fire)
Like my cologne (Fire,Fire)
She say Isimiaki (Fire,Fire)
Let me feel you on my body (Fire,Fire)
She a lil bad girl Fenty on her body (Fire,Fire)
African Rihanna (Fire,Fire)
Shorty cold hearted (Fire,Fire)
Medusa on her garments (Fire,Fire)
Likes my cologne (Fire,Fire)
She say Isimiaki let me feel you on my body (Fire,Fire)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (let me feel on your body )
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (let me feel on your body )
I fear feel no more (bitch)
I ain't mad she was fucking wit the bro's (bros)
But my brother know never I save hoe (no hoe)
Her heart cold but mine is colder
So froze I put it in me soda (heyy)
Skyf doja keep me composure (yoh)
Don't fix it if it ain't broken
Re wete re sete monate
Nkosi sikelela tina,
Tina na ma gange (Jakarumba)
Eh Joe re phela mtebele
Entleke wena ong moshele isikbathi (Jakarumba)
Money matra they don't even verstaan it
Call my sister yeah I'm talking to Botlhale (Jakarumba)
For show now we talking 10 thousand
Thato o le reyle dai ke change
She a little bad girl Fenty on her body (Fire,Fire)
African Rihanna ( Fire,Fire)
Shorty cold hearted ( Fire,Fire)
Medusa on her garments ( Fire,Fire)
Likes my cologne ( Fire,Fire)
She say Isimiaki ( Fire,Fire)
Let me feel you on my body ( Fire,Fire)
She a little bad girl Fenty on her body (Fire,Fire)
African Rihanna ( Fire,Fire)
Shorty cold hearted (Fire,Fire)
Medusa on her garments ( Fire ,Fire)
Likes my cologne ( Fire,Fire)
She say Isimiaki ( Fire,Fire)
Let me feel you on my body ( Fire,Fire)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (let me feel on your body )
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (pipe down)
Pipe down (let me feel on your body )
Remember when I pulled up to your house, Took you out
Drove you to the south (polla)
From the burds so I took you too my hood
(E kasi)
Stop at small so I could link up wit the plug (plug)
For the bud yeah the night is still young
Pipe down I got **** all around( all around)
Wit the nine baby we can close the club (club)
I be running laps working till the morning Cation
I might need a new pair of lungs in the morning (woah)
I feel like Mega I be moving Supa sonic I
I was broke yesterday maobane
Maar jy weet dat ń man maak ń plan (huh)
Classy the Don Corleone
So im eating fettuccine yeah the pasta
Im still smoking wit my Gees like a Rasta
His the better rapper yeah the bad mon
(Yeah) Bod Man
Written by: Kgokong Nakedi