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Die Antwoord


Yo, I was at the club just chilling and sh*t
And this pretty little mama, Alana, pick the paddy up
Outside, people smoking marijuana
Sweet talking anna, zero f*cking drama
I'm dressed fresh, got my best tracksuit on, people be like, "Where'd you get that dope tracksuit from?"

Yo, every time I rock this sh*t people bug out, my tracksuit on, itchy and scratchy the f*ck out
All of the sudden there's a f*cking light in my face, dumb f*ck with the camera, right in my face
Dude's like, "look who's all up in the club with a onesie, look at me everybody I'm in a onesie"
This fat f*ck mad drunk all brave and sh*t
Obviously jealous on this f*cking hater sh*t

Cell phone in my face shouting loud as he can, so I snatched his f*cking cell phone out of his hand
His little video must look f*cking sick when I stuck his phone in my pants and rubbed it on my di*k, uh, dude was dumbstruck handed the phone back to this dumb f*ck
Motherf*ck nearly had a heart attack, now your flustered, tripping out all disgusted, I'm holding his phone out but he doesn't want it back, it's like f*ck it, popped his phone back into his pocket

"What's wrong with you man, are you f*cking crazy?" I replied "Yes, totally f*cking crazy" gold teeth flashing, smiling, Alana, my little 'nana, trying to cool down the drama

"I'll f*ck you up man!" Tonight was a special night, now this fat f*ck was screaming, like you wanna fight, so I said, "You gon' bark all night, huh, little doggy? Or you gonna bite?"

Motherf*ck was still steaming, making a big scene, screaming, has to get himself kicked out
He just peanut butter and jealous, peanut butter and jelly, calling an uber with the smell of di*k on his cellie

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