Bietjie (feat. Emtee)

(Hook)
Ek soek ‘n Bietjie sticky
Then we get this money
(woah)

Soek ‘n Bietjie sticky
Then we get this money
(woah)
(X7)

(Verse 1)
My niggahs are winning
Oh niggah we winning
I got the keys
I got the keys
The keys to the city
A hundred degrees
I’m starting to freeze
My necklace is chilly/
And she in her knees
She begging me please
She stare at my jiggy
Oh look at my jiggy
I look for your jiggy
I ride on my wave
Put some light on my fade
(Yeaah)
I smell like God
(Yeaah)
Like God on a date
(Yeaah)
You not in my way
(Yeaah)
But get out the way
(Yeaah)
Your girlfriend away
She on her way
Location my place
I’m making her wait
She just a Bietjie fly
And me, I’m a Priddy guy
I’m on a veeshee high
Smoking a veeshee flight
Headroom
I need a young Kylie Jenner in my bedroom
Make her give head to my wifey
While I get some head from my wifey

(Verse 2)
Posted with my dawgs
With them eyes like frogs
You know I’ma a boss
Yes I paid the cost
Rolling up that ross
Priddy got the toss
Tattoo on my face, bitch don’t ever double cross
Maaan, I got niggahs that hate on me everyday
Fuck em niggahs, I’m smoking and getting paid
Hit the gas to the cash, and that’s anyway
No security, I bust you any day
ATM be the gang
Now these lamez try’na hang
Ngiya gwebezela check the rain
I grew on Wayne, now I (Bling Bling)
(Yeah).