ZWAKALA Lyrics

(Yeah)

I told a baddie zwakala

Boujee as fuck, yeah uyabonakala

She check the drip, yeah can't tholakala

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Pholay andingxamanga

Been in this bitch, yeah and' kazo hamba

I act an ass, yeah khawelz' ukrhama

These niggas trying me Bryan Habana

Shawty try eye me awam ndawavala

Do this eyes closed cause ndihamba nez nyanya (oXhamela, oNokwindla, oNcancashe)

Look to the sky cause the stars gonna guide me

I got the fire that's burning inside of me

Hot nigga, I make the kernels start popping

(Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop)

Yeah, never corny

Uth' uliMpondo & I make her horny

Fuck that I'm going hard, morning glory (uh)

Niggas I know just be on them lil corners

Plotting & scheming they ask for iponti

Gqagqel' intshiza or gqabul' ighoni

(Tsek, tsek, tsek, tsek)

Yeah, I told a baddie zwakala

Boujee as fuck, yeah uyabonakala

She check the drip, yeah can't tholakala

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Pholay andingxamanga

Been in this bitch, yeah and' kazo hamba

I act an ass, yeah khawulez' ukrhama

We pray to Allah, no dey bring Wahalla

Smaak a lil Muslim moetjie like "Kanala"

She pray five times a day I stay around her

(Alhamdulillah)

Winter nights feel way colder kwel' icala

Summer days make they judgement a lil clouded

Marching on, we raise soldiers kwel' icala

Yeah, and I'm screaming "Forever"

And I'm with Shyne and we shining together

Everyday grinding, we grinding like welders

(Yeah)

Ear to the ground, swear it sound like the devil

Flow way too hot, swear I sound like a kettle

I only listen if it's bout some revenue

Yeah, I told a baddie zwakala

Boujee as fuck yeah uyabonakala

She check the drip, yeah can't tholakala

Balmain dress shirt vintage designer

Pholay andingxamanga

Been in this bitch, yeah and' kazo hamba

I act an ass, yeah khawelz' ukrhama