Hip Hop Pantsula f/t Morafe- Danger Lyrics

Hip Hop Pantsula f/t Morafe- Danger Lyrics

[KayGee, humming and ad lip]

 

[Khuli]

Sweeter the juice the blacker the morubele

Khuli like Kedibone maphuka a serurubele

La tuka lebunju lele, bozzi why re phungwa ke mukutsele

Re juta leburu lele

Ghost sniffing the tricks switching dibono tsele

Hope sniffing she twists bina dinyuku tsele

Don Khuli-yon don Khuli wena o mang?

Ka shwa ka ikepela o dikenela jwang

O jola ma top-seven, rola le di-celeb

Yo pump toys kettle, hard boys eketlele

Nshebele ke o shebele, nthekele ke itumele

That’s what I want the lifestyle dichelete

Tshwara dipele tsa Khuli Chana go sleep on it

Call my name is Bonnie & Macaroni so cheese on it

Yours put your balls on the table more geez on it

Kinda like you shoes but put some sleeves on it

 

[Bridge] X3

Nna ke rata basadi (No lie!)

Ke tshaba basadi (No lie! No lie!)

 

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing X2

 

[Chorus]

[KayGee with ad lips]

I knew a girl, sheer driving pleasure

But the only problem is, she’ll try to rearrange ya

There’s nothing in the world, you can do to change her

Coz all she’ll ever do to you, is put your life in danger

 

[Hip Hop Pantsula]

Let me tell you about this honey well respected by niggaz

Ngwana a tsosa panana tsa banna becoz of her figures

I knew everything about her, her style and her taste

The clothes she wore, what she liked, and the niggaz she chased

We was like Fresh & Melanie like Mickey and Minnie

When ever ke m’shayela melody resisting the singing

Till the day I saw her at the club flashing her titties

Smoking on some marijuana pumping dipilis

A ntlhantsha, ka mo lata grabbed her hand went home

Asked me if I could stay over coz her parents were gone

To a funeral in Durban ka di bala why not

While talking funny she told me she love me right on the spot

Swore she’ll never do it again but then I laid it to rest

Sat me down took off my coat put her hands on my chest

Grabbed my neck ka dizzysta hoping that she’ll stop it

She said to me ke o batla nou we made love on the carpet

Being a while since she last called me up on my cell

Thought maybe she wants to chill sit back relax on the shell

Then I thought I’ll call her up to find out if all was well

All of a sudden, the silence was broken by the door bell

When I looked out, outside it was raining like hell

Opened up the door and just then my temperature fell

Ele yena in the pula standing still getting wet

Opened up I asked her in and she looked really upset

Asked her what the deally was honey broke down crying

Then I closed up all the curtains just in case I was spied on

I could tell what she was about to say really upsetting

She looked at me with regretting eyes ene a re Jabba I’m expecting

I was shooked up I mean the girl is only a minor

I hugged her, told her if she needs some help I’m behind her

I felt bad hey, but then it hit me who was the course?

Ka mmotsa who the daddy was? A re the baby is yours

 

[Chorus]

 

[Towdee]

[X2]

Phusha mara s’ka owna builda

Kopela boss ha ka thuntsa shielda

Rapela coz you never know where danger

Sometimes bana ba ba phusha chandi major

 

[X2]

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Ba tla o tsietsa…

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Moo keneng kere ka okomela be ke wela mo metsing

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Ba tla o tsietsa…

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Ba tla o tsenya mo tsietsing

Moo keneng kere ka dikenela be ke khawatha sim’ting

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