Lyrics of Ben Ten - Early B

Ben Ten (original)

Ek was in die gym met die weights betrokke
Sy was by die Lady-locker
Doen ma' net my ding werk mooi aan my rolle
'Cause I want my six-pack to look proper
Brah, I spot her, vader land 'n shocker
Maak my lam, sy staan met posture
Aan die brand, I smaak jou blokke
Brother, man ek sê jou sy was hot, hoor
Goodness, gracious, curvaceous, so flippen reg, it insane is
Ek soek somme weights, da' wa' sy is
Want ek wou 'n front seat gekry het
Ek wou gefaint het, oh, she got it, hoor
Brah, my eyes was locked on her
Then I heard my partner say: «joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …
«Sy't potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor»
Ek het gesit by die bar, wou my dop geniet
My tjommie het gevra of ek hom sal stick
Wou rustig wees, net bly in bubble
Toe swing die deure oop, en aan kom trouble
Mooi gesiggie, lekker vars en gesond
En 'n gat waarteen jy 'n ball kan bons
Geseil oor die vloer, staan oes en groet
Gevra wat sy drink, sy sê: «Brutal Fruit»
Sy’t my dadelik vas in haar web gevang
Het aan elke woord uit haar bek gehang
Koop drink na drink, gooi my slickste vibe
Straight up the cape was ek hipnotized
Ek scheme ek’s in, die kind is aan Kakoo van Dam met die meester plan
Sy vra my 'n guns, like anything matters
«Kan ek 'n foto neem, my man is 'n moerse fan» …
«Sy't potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …
«Sy't potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …
Ek cruise by my plaat inni straat op
My boetie wys my «Early B, kyk da’so»
Trek somme af en vra hom: «sê my wa’so?»
Oorkant die pad, daai kind is stewig soos 'n pap pot
Ek gaan tot daar trot, haar dan gaan kap met die vraagom
Papa, gaan jy vat, want jy staan met nah pot
Sy sê gaan in, en sy gooi hom met 'n lago
Ek stamp daai pitte soos 'n non-stop man
Ek tap ha' man, panne man, hou van daai wange man
As die kind ou het, sal ek rou as 'n ander man
Papa, sê my gou as, dit nie nou is nie, wanne' dan?
Want 'n man wil go, kan 'n man?
Jy’s delicious in features, jou potte staan met daai figures
Wat 'n man sal mal maak, I means this
So, kyk hier, gaa' my jou digits
Ek’s op 'n mission agter haar aan, hoor
She gave me her number, neh
Klim terug in die kar, en wys my brah: «daai kind het potte hoor»
«Sy't potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Daai kind het potte hoor» …
«Sy't potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Potte hoor» …
«Chase, potte, hoor»
«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

(translation)

I was involved in the gym with the weights
She was at the Lady-locker
Do moms just do my thing work nicely on my roles
'Cause I want my six-pack to look proper
Brah, I spot here, father land a shocker
Makes me lame, she stands with posture
On fire, I taste your blocks
Brother, man I tell you she was hot, hear
Goodness, gracious, curvaceous, so flipping right, it's insane
I'm looking for some weights, da 'wa' she is
Because I wanted to get a front seat
I wanted to faint, oh, she got it, hear
Brah, my eyes were locked on her
Then I heard my partner say: «joeh, that child heard pots»…
«She hears pots»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
"Yeah, that kid heard pots"
I was sitting at the bar, wanted to enjoy my shell
My chum asked if I would stick him
Wanted to be calm, just stay in bubble
Then the doors swung open, and trouble came
Beautiful face, nice fresh and healthy
And a hole against which you can bounce a ball
Sailed across the floor, standing harvest and greeting
Asked what she drinks, she says: «Brutal Fruit»
She immediately caught me in her web
It hung out of her mouth at every word
Buy drink after drink, cast my slickest vibe
Straight up the cape was I hypnotized
I scheme I in, the child is at Kakoo van Dam with the master plan
She asks me a favor, like anything matters
«Can I take a picture, my husband is a huge fan»…
«She hears pots»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
«Joeh, that child heard pots»…
«She hears pots»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
«Joeh, that child heard pots»…
I cruise on my plate in the street
My brother shows me "Early B, look at that"
Subtract sums and ask him: "tell me wa'so?"
Across the road, that kid is solid like a porridge pot
I'm going to trot up there, then go hack her with the question
Dad, are you going to take, because you're standing with nah pot
She says go in, and she throws him with a lago
I bump those pips like a non-stop man
I tap ha 'man, panne man, like that cheek man
If the child is old, I will mourn like another man
Dad, tell me soon if, it is not now, when 'then?
Because a man wants to go, can a man?
You're delicious in features, your pots stand with those figures
What a man will drive mad, I means this
So, look here, give me your digits
I'm on a mission behind her, hear
She gave me her number, neh
Get back in the car, and show me brah: «that child heard pots»
«She hears pots»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
«That child heard pots»…
«She hears pots»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
«I like to hear those pots»…
«Potte hoor»…
«Potte hoor»…
«Potte hoor»…
«Chase, pots, hear»
«I like to hear those pots»…