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Artiste : AKA
Titre : Kontrol
[AKA]
I got that goose in the booth, no dash
Quarter tank, 2am, puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag
So when the party ends I´mma call a few cabs

Aaaahhh

[AKA]
Sipping that goose, smoking that ooooo lalala
Girls just wanna have fun, party like one, nanana
Spend my funds, ShowTibz Love, Tibs, Boyzn Bucks
Please don´t kill my vibe, no Bambinos in my ride
Hot sixteen no pedophile
Guess I´m just, acting my age
Niggas practising hate
Went from 5 clippa to 25 steena a day
Sip champagne, when you order you should "Parlez Vous Francaise"
Then we can take this back to my place, so what you say?

[AKA]
I got that goose in the booth no dash

Quarter tank, 2am puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag
So when the party ends I´mma call a few cabs
Aaaah
I got a fist full of Madibas in my hand
Catch me on a highway rolling with my gang
Khuli Chana pop your collar, phuz´utshwala man
Thank God it´s a Friday, here we go again

[Da L.E.S.]
And I be like uh oh, I´m so gone
I´m so faded, I´m so blown
Like how the hell did I get here, and how the hell am I getting home?
I don´t care bring more kush
I don´t care bring more domes
Keep popping that pussy for me, it´s bottom line, stone cold

I go hard in the bank, fuck what you heard this my city
My eyes low, blowing dank cause only the realest ride with me
Mandela money that empowers me and a bunch of bad bitches that go wild for me
Cause I´m killing all of these bars bitch, now somebody order another round for me

[AKA]
I got that goose in the booth, no dash
Quarter tank, 2am, puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag
So when the party ends I´mma call a few cabs
Aaaahhh

[AKA]
I got Givenchy on my back, your mami on my lap

My bottom row? That´s solid gold. Diwali on my neck
Egoli hoes chase phony bros, for Patek Philippe and Rolex
But that´s how it goes, another episode, when I´m riding round in this Benz
My haters is quiet. My ganja´s so loud
They call me Hip Hop Messiah flyer than your pantsula, woah
I´m drinking and driving thinking ´bout money and power
Smoking that sticky, eyes as chinky as Shinji Kagawa

[AKA]
I got that goose in the booth, no dash
Quarter tank, 2am, puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag

So when the party ends I´mma call a few cabs
Aaaahhh