Lyrics Dolce & Gabbana (feat. Young-T) - Kp Illest

I′m on my Cape Town swagger right now
Gabbana, eh Gabbana, Gabbana, eh Gabbana

I met shawty up in Westlane
To tell the truth
See, they don't make girls like you
You tailor made
The designer type
That design I like
You see you kinda like

Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana

Ooh what a savage
Shawty how you looking this good
But you still be the baddest
Everything branded
Designer everything
I can see you on
A whole other standard
You got too much sauce
All the ondjove in that Hugo Boss
I could tell as soon as she walked past me
Owikosha moka kende komadhi
Wearing what you call it
Versaci, she said it′s Versace
I said not in the kasi
But how you make it look so nice
And when I measure you
Then you just my size

Oouu u oouu
Gabbana ye yey ye
Gabbana oouu u oouu
Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana

Harambee
Can we share some
Of your time
If you willing to spare some
I'm loving how your nails and your hair done
Karibu sana
You're so very welcome
Now can I be your Hage in a Bakkie
You be my first lady from the kasi
But when we are in the mall
You′re my lady in Dior
And I be your Fela in Versace
You′re something else girl
You ain't a slay queen
But you slay queens
Balmain jeans
You kill ′em all with your energy
You wearing Ingo, Leah and Synergy

Oouu u oouu
Gabbana ye yey ye
Gabbana oouu u oouu
Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana

I met shawty at Mzoli's
She said ubani igama lakho
I said i′m young and foreign
Nondina Itenda mondjato
She said what's understood
Shouldn′t be explained
To tell the truth
I'm in love with your designer game
Oouu, i smell the cheese, What
The time piece, What
Look at em keys
Look at em D's and G′s

Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana
Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana