I Don't Dwank

[Group argument: Yolandi] Fuck dude, I'm so fucking pissed off dude You know that fucking picture with the.. with the chick with the fucking big tits and the American bikini? Well Kim.. Kim fucking sent a picture to her and she said "Love from.. Yolandi Visser, prawn" Fuck She fucking said.. I didn't say fucking... I said Ahhhhhhhhhh! [Group argument: Hi-Tek] Ninja, Yolandi, fuck bro Like can you not drop fucking, fucking drop ash on my fucking carpet Jesus Well.. it's just.. fuck You just fucking shit up when you come dude, let's just have some fucking respect bro Have some fucking respect dude I don't even like... I don't even like you guys smoking in here! Hold on, no Actually, you know what? I'm not gonna fucking drop the fucking beat Fuck you guys [Group argument: Ninja] Sorry dude, sorry.. Yeah, yeah, yeah, mmhm It wasn't me dude, sorry dude Okay, I'm not talking to yo- just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! [Verse 1: Ninja] Okay, well then.. Fuck a beat! Yo, I don't fuck up or suck up to anyone I wake up when I want, make our props, get paid out my asshole My DJ's the mothafuckin' business Every time he hits me with a beat I'm like Jesus! I don't need anyone to help me Dropped my record label I'm still very fuckin' wealthy Money's not a problem, cash flow healthy Vodacom was too expensive so I switched to Cell C I don't ask famous people for their picture When you see me on the streets just, be cool with the Ninja Don't lose your fuckin' mind just say "Hi, how you feelin'?" I'll say fine Now stop freaking out and tweaking and start eating up my time I don't hand people my fucking demo Plus I never used to Just make a track and drop that shit on YouTube Quit steppin' to me dwankin' out Try to fucking suck up Just let your shit speak for itself and shut the fuck up! [Yolandi] Yooo.. fuck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! [Verse 2] Fuuuuck.. Jissis Yolandi, hoy! [Yolandi] Yo I don't dwank I come make money Plus I'm fucking famous so I don't say sorry Don't blame me girl go blame Anies Yo get off my back he's the gangsta, I'm just a fuckin' rat I come from below, I run the show, rat's rule (Ya!) You down to me, that's cool You not down to me, what the fuck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Life's a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't fuck with little Miss Visser cause I'll fuck you up I don't care What you fuckin' think Next time you try fuckin' with me maybe stop and think "Why the hell am I so bothered by this chick?" Am I maybe jealous or just fuckin' retarded [Verse 3: Ninja] Hahaha Yo I don't queue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the fuck are you? When I'm in the club I get more chicks than I can manage Grinding me front and back like a Ninja fuckin' sandwich So don't stress Everything I do is so sex My style is so sex My smile is so sex My vibe is so fresh My rhyme's are so next Zef god with the spark might as well flex Don't send mothafucka's "Please call me!"'s Uh-uh I send mothafucka's airtime By my fuckin' stressed life Me a little blessed life Mama I don't lose Betta' luck next time Sucka's step back You don't want to see Ninja snap When I'm in South Africa I speak like I'm black If you not a fan, why you keep coming back? Exactly motherfucka you bumping this track You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafuckaaaaaa' (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafuckaaaaaa'