Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nkatumela, artist - Hip Hop Pantsula.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: English
Nkatumela |
Ke twenty to eleven, I’m tipsy |
Clutching this honey, bare ke Lenzy |
Bold old dress drap the hips |
Jeweled up like gypsy |
Fussy like ngwanyana a spana Clicks |
Cursing ngwana bugging after drinks |
Re kgobola whisky |
And things be getting out of hand |
We hit the back, whistle up a cab (Hit the gas please) |
Where were we? |
Some where in the burbs at a lodge type of place |
Ko go senang ko taverneng le makgosha |
Re le moja, got into it |
Next day she treats me like I forced her to get the dick |
She got dressed quick, took her shoes, lipstick |
Called a cab, babe left the building in a flash |
Ke re, my phone le wallet di nyeletse |
Ka mo manager ya plek are ke kenetse |
Luckily, I used the internet to pay the debt |
Guess what you put in is what you get |
Ha o mpona o sa… |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Please, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, one time, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Sa nkatumela) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Tell the people o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, wa bona, eish) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela |
Go fete dikhwedinyana, strolling le wifey re le babedinyana |
Break-nyana, doing those Sunday things le baby mamma |
Picking flowers, looking at different houses for many hours |
Lost in the moment like the world is ours |
Suddenly ho Jeep pack with this family |
An elderly white man ka skipper that’s written «Germany» |
Little three year old son that’s looking colouredy and lovely |
Black skin hun stepped out the other seat |
O jele mazaz', dibraid, o kentse jaas she |
She looked at us like madam looking at mate |
She does something that will later |
Took off her shades it was then I caught glimpse of her eyes |
I recognised her, she looked like someone I met ko Knysna |
She looked like mpitj' ya minaeza |
That’s when it hit me gore, this little Hlubi look-alike is that same booty e |
njeleng ka psych |
Damn, a sa… |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Please, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, one time, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Sa nkatumela) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Tell the people o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, wa bona, eish) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela |
So anyway, ke after hours, ke ko studiong |
Just recorded something le PJ Powers |
Now re mo dijong, check my celly phone |
Got a message from mosadi o |
Kopa gore ke jinde what I’m doing and hurry home |
One minute, I was gone, driving down like I’m an ambulance |
Speed cameras flashing the evidence |
I get mo jaareteng, and parked mo garageng |
I rushed mo tlung and find wifey mo passageng |
I asked her «keng babe?» |
like «what's up, a ngwana o sharp?» |
A busa potso ka warm clap right across my face |
I was dazed in damn shock |
Just before ke bua, she threw at me this anvlopo |
Mo teng was my wallet le phone ya khale |
Le lekwalo le lekwetsweng, nkase go lebale |
She sealed the letter with a kiss on the back |
And turned to wifey, yena a mphara ka bag |
Are «Please, o sa…» |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Please, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, one time, ha o mpona o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Sa nkatumela) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Tell the people o sa…) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela (Eish, wa bona, eish) |
Nkatumela, nkatumela |