Riky Rick – Fuseg Lyrics ft Cassper Nyovest x Anatii
Lyrics Fuseg by Riky Rick ft Cassper Nyovest x Anatii
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 niggas behind me
Puffing on Jamaica
Then kick ball with my Haitians
duce you to your maker Okay, nangu uBoss Zonke
Bhek’, bhek’, bhek’, nangu uBoss Zonke
Bathi they balling, I coudn’t tell
My hunnies they look like Lizelle
I book them into the hotel
They calling my phone, I switch off my cell
Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
These bitches are crazy, abakhuzek’
My niggas are on, [?] x2
Fuck all this rap shit, these niggas
pretenders
Ngidinga le tender, biza uMalema
And tell him we tryna get rich before
December
Eish, mhlawumbe September
I’m chasing this money like I got a [?]
Shoutout to Themba, he told me I got this
I still remember
Lalela son, you got a boss
Thina singene nge nkane, thina singene nge
force
Don’t tell me bout cars, my niggas just
bought a bus
Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
My niggas are on, [?]
My niggas are crazy, abakhuzek’ [?],
Cava the ndwango, shoutout my niggas in
Lango, Shoutout my niggas in Venda,
shoutout to all the Makhados
My niggas they want some more, they tryna
fana na lo
Ngithi no! We built this up from the floor
I promised my mama we’d never be poor
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 niggas behind me
Puffing on Jamaica
Then kick ball with my Haitians
duce you to your maker Damn Riky that’s a long verse nigga
But enough with the [?] or the [?] nigga
I been in the stu working on a new album
Besides that, I don’t wanna hurt niggas
I prefer the liquor, call the girls nigga
Tell them they should come to the burbs with
us
I’m a hood nigga, I ain’t never gon change
It’s JC le Roux over Veuve nigga
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
I never had shit, til I told my story on
beats
Now cava what happened, I got a mansion
Fuck the attention
Ngithi Fuseg! Fuseg! Fuseg!
Ke iketsetsa nthwaka le ntlogele
You don’t believe that I’m a ghost huh?
Dumelang ge ke le poke
I’m not a ghost, I’m an animal
Ngwanyana nketsetse plane mo
Carpo swipe-a mo, swipe-a, swipe-a, swipe-
a, swipe-a mo
Ra ba rata basadi mos
I’m getting money with my niggas Do you know what this remind me of?
I’m getting money with my niggas
I just moved to a island
Mean mug, no smiling
50 niggas behind me
Puffing on Jamaica
Then kick ball with my Haitians
duce you to your maker Having dinner with the Guptas
We was talking bout Lutas
Ain’t nobody mention you guys
Getting murdered by the new guys
Killing niggas with the raps and my
motherfucking [?]
Skinny [?]
My niggas are on and we won’t let this go
Don’t ask me to stop cause you know that I
will say no
My niggas are jewellers we all going gold,
platinum (Eish!)
Got niggas that’s dying of stress
And I wanna take em out of the hood
But right now giving back is a bit of a
stretch
Eish I wanna tell my niggas
I can only wish you well my niggas
I’m just tryna keep it real my niggas
Coming up is like hell my niggas, is like hell
my niggas