Lyrics for Tuxedo by K.O
Ng’thol’ ingane, engifanelayo ma, you were made for me yohh
A tuxedo yeh, a perfect fit for me yeh You were tailor-made, tailor-made, tailor-made
You were tailor-made for me
You were tailor-made for me yohh
A tuxedo, a tuxedo All of my life, never thought that
I would fall in love
With a girl I met at a party, over there looking all godly
If you got a new man I’m sorry
Reminiscing in the middle of the summer
Angisakhon’ ukuzibamba, empilweni yami iy’ngane
K’dala lokhu z’ngena ziphuma but you’re still the only one i want girl
UThembisile noPrecious angek’ afire lana kuwe
No no no no, noThobek’ uKarab’ angek’ afike lana kuwe
No no no no, its the same bad boy
That was living really reckless, mama told you not to mess with
Seng’hlukene ne-fashion, woza lana ng’kwenz’ uMisses yeh
Ng’thol’ ingane, engifanelayo ma, you were made for me yohh
A tuxedo yeh, a perfect fit for me yeh
You were tailor-made, tailor-made, tailor-made
You were tailor-made for me
You were tailor-made for me yohh
A tuxedo, a tuxedo
A lotta fomo in my heart when I’m looking at your IG nowadays
My photos ain’t coming out the same, girl since the day
You went out the frame, and when I’m the club with the squad yeh
Spending money at the bar, m people still wonder where you are
Forget these bottles that are coming to my section
You’re the real spark that’s missing
Where you at yeh, where you at (ay o no le kai?)
Your my shining star girl Where you at ohh I’m ready to be your soldier
You need to come and play your part girl Its the same bad boy
That was living really reckless, mama told you not to mess with
Seng’hlukene ne-fashion, woza lana ng’kwenz’ uMisses yeh
Ng’thol’ ingane, engifanelayo ma, you were made for me yohh
A tuxedo yeh, a perfect fit for me yeh
You were tailor-made, tailor-made, tailor-made
You were tailor-made for me
You were tailor-made for me yohh
A tuxedo, a tuxedo
Why u do me like that ey?
Why u do me like that?
Why ungenza so?
We need to have a talk I notice you don’t pick up when I call
Really telling me we never had a ball in the good old days?
Feeling sentimental ey, baby girl you know you need a winner
So you can get up out the house a lot and live a little
Cwephesh’ uyazi ubani upon that thing that’s in the middle
Yeh ngizwe ngandlebenye bath’ you hanging with a lame’o
With no game’o such shame’o
The little homie foolish tryna find a way around your love
Ngokuk’thengel’ ama-label,
Mr swag of the season’s who u belong to Nik’ ipantsul’ ithuba lesbil’
I won’t disappoint you Everybody wants u, I wanna flaunt you
And if I die now my love will still haunt you