paroles de chanson Bag It - Yanga

That's a real muuhfucker
Walk into you sec and cop a phill muuhfucker
How it feel muuhfucker
We ain't got no liquor but we still gon fuck
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I'm that killer Panemera
Been the realest in the mirror
Plus my story is so authentic
They could surely shed a tear
I don't fucks with politics
I don't fucks with counterfeit
If they put me on a song
I guarantee a profit fix
Man we waited
Kdala s'thselwa kongozisa thata k'phela
First come first serve
First come first serve
Yeah we made it
Outta hell, decorated man as well
Fresh as myself
Fresh as my swag
I swear I seen it since the start
Follow me or fall apart
7 season with my squad
Never bleeding no facade
Life ain't even guaranteed
So bury me on top of beats
Cause I made from the streets
Never waited on this shit
That's a real muuhfucker
Walk into you sec and cop a phill muuhfucker
How it feel muuhfucker
We ain't got no liquor but we still gon fuck
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
If I say she looking fine
Really pretty, super fly
Will the shawdy come alive
Will she ever say she miine
Ahh ahh angeke sbali
That's why I never smile
Ng'saphanda never ng'lale
K'sasa siya pheka sbali
S'khathi sam angeke us'thathe
Unga khathazeki mfana
Siyo pressa sigene, s'nga bambeki
Futhi angeke us'thande
That why I'm a god
I don't need a boss
Make you second guess yourself and Photoshop your thoughts
They say I'm a lot
That's why I won't stop
I do it for the time a nigga couldn't get it all
Now we in the mall and they ain't never seen the boys
Power to the sauce cause they really getting lost
That's a real muuhfucker
Walk into you sec and cop a phill muuhfucker
How it feel muuhfucker
We ain't got no liquor but we still gon fuck
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I'm slanging, my talent
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I bag it, I sell it
I just got a lotta things on mind
& There's bad bad tings on my life
& Its kinda complicated I won't lie
It's just coming from a place I never lie