Lyrics 018's Finest - Ginger Trill , Boity

Please (Oh God), Please
Yo, Ey

Gale batletse dipuo, reba lematsa maikutlo
Nkabe baikupela thuso, bothatha ke gore ha lena botho
I ain't a regular motho, I ain't no regular motho
I rocking delela out the Gucci, I ain't a regular motho
This ain't no regular booty bitch, I ain't got regular Coochie
D&G runners and Louis V stunners, that's just a regular Tuesday
All of you bitches amuse me, all you niggas confuse me
You diss me on records and love me in person
Why you behaving like groupies?
None of you people is telling thе truth
Why you be capping like your name is Scoop?
Talk out your ass, and you'rе average too
Look at the Insta
I do what I do and I do it to show you ain't rap on it too
All of you niggas is acting a fool
I treat the game like a temple of truth
I just confess when I'm in the booth
I just had a chat with the Momma Panther on the Facetime
Then I had a chat with the Baby Panther at the same time
I just checked my Rollie then I realized it's game time
IKageng's Finest, this the new Motswakolister

Foot on they necks, skaba tlogela
Re tsena mo Potch, re feta Maglera
Re le di Bosso, bona banyela
018, bona ra tshela

Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Re tsena mo Potch, re feta Maglera

Fetsa ho tsena ka portugal
Ke tsena Maglera, ntwana Maglera so they call me Maglera
I was up in the dunes with goons ke jikijetse kamandelwa
Bana sa tlale, nou ka ba tshela
Tadiana, kgona ho hlaha ke jele Carvela, Madamuzele, hit up my celle
I aint skhothane bamba ngwanyana ka di ultramel
Taka di ntswela
Im a God, halalela, oh my God, etsa fela
Ska ba tlogela, ntja ba ska hema, mataka ema
DoeBoy he Tony Montana, shova like he in Havana
Guluva pardon my manners
I maneuver with the jammers, I'm in the field of better
My little brody a scammer, my other homie a shaman
Son of the soil, Rody no manner
I'm killing them all but come get your meds
Kea ba tshela

Foot on they necks, skaba tlogela
Re tsena mo Potch, re feta Maglera
Re le di Bosso, bona banyela
018, bona ra tshela

Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Re tsena mo Potch, re fete Maglera

Foot on they necks, skaba tlogela
Re tsena mo Potch, re feta Maglera
Re le di Bosso, bona banyela
018, bona ra tshela

Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Bona ra tshela, bona ra tshela
Re tsena mo Potch, re fete Maglera

Mic check 1, 2, eh yo
We interrupt this broadcast to deliver a special message
It's a new day, a new dawn, a new era
It's my honour to introduce to you
Somebody who, needs no introduction
You might have seen her on your screens
Magazine or at the red-carpet function
Clean, someone who, in her own right is a queen
Potchefstrooms Finest, IKageng's diamond, a leader, a role model
Our little boys and girls look up to you now
This is your moment the whole city is behind you
You've already made us proud
It doesn't matter what you do this for queen
The respect, the look or even the cheque, just remember 2 things
Foot on the gas and foot on they neck
Potch! (Oh God)