Lyrics by Die Antwoord. [Intro: Ninja] Yo Hi-Tek, letā€™s fuck around with some of that feel good gangsta shit. [Hook: Ninja] I been rapping for 20 fucking years. A whole lot of fucking blood sweat and tears. Who cares they donā€™t give a fuck. On the mic Iā€™m taking no prisoners. (Synth voice) I don't need you, I don't need you, you're like see through, I don't see you x 2 I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I'm a playa Folding paper From the golden acre To the over seas Move over please The over taker Hot boude shaker The fucking answer You're fucking last year Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar [it was nice, but it's now finished] You got your pat on the back but you can't fuck with the Roger Ballen of rap Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you You got no fucking voice Got no fucking face I don't love you I'm above you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you (Not completely done) Add your thoughts Log in now to tell us what you think this song means. Donā€™t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. Itā€™s super easy, we promise! Spark mosh-pit shit coz I rhyme so hype Put me in front of sum1 I don't like I go punch! kick! bite! fight! I'm kray-kray like o.d.b. Yo-landi down wid o.p.p. I smell lovely coz I don't eat meat 2 much bubbly den I go pee-pee Look out here cum little evil me I got a itchy little need 4 speed Rap on da beat like a hi-speed chase song I gooi rooi
ļ»æI don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I'm a playa Folding paper From the golden acre To the overseas Move over please The over taker Hot boude shaker The fucking answer The fucking last year Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar You got your pat on the back But you can't fuck with The rising talent of rap Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Butt Fuck all Exactly Yeah, you're nasty Yeah, I'm nasty I've got the ice cream Cherry Yogurt Yeah, you know it You want a lick of my ice cream Suck I'm a lucky ducky I think your sucky-fucky Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you The all are masa They been down with us So stay one I fucking love you Though all the other ones With no fucking face I don't love you I'm above you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you But disown your fuckin' self

I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Butt Fuck all Exactly Yeah, you're nasty Yeah, I'm nasty I've got the ice cream Cherry Yogurt Yeah, you know it You want a lick of my ice cream Suck I'm a lucky ducky I think your sucky-fucky Don't speak to me Did

Die Antwoord Year: 2014 3:25 239 Views Playlists: #7 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: F*ck 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" (F*ck) She fucking said, I didn't say fucking, I said Okay, I'm not talking to you just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! Okay, well then F*ck a beat! Yo, I don't f*ck 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 f*ck up! Yooo f*ck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! F*ck, Jissis Yolandi, hoy! 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 f*ck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Like a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't f*ck with little Miss Visser cause I'll f*ck 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 Hahaha Yo I don't cue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the f*ck 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 baba's 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!" 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 mothafucka' (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 mothafucka' Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES Lyrics Ā© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Don't Dwank more tracks from the album Donker Mag #1#2#3#4#5#7#8#9#10#11#12#13I Don't Dwank#14#15#16 Browse Quiz Are you a music master? Ā» What is AC/DC's most popular song according to Spotify? A. Back in Black B. It's a Long Way to the Top (If You Want to Rock 'n' Roll) C. Highway to Hell D. Thunderstruck
Throw them devilish gang signs in the air. Start giving it up for little evil me. Start giving it up for little evil me. My fingers are green ā€²cause Iā€²m a mean dope fiend. My fingers are green ā€²cause Iā€²m a mean dope fiend. I'm wicked like a mad D.O.G. I'm wicked like a mad D.O.G. Fresh like a little dark G.O.D.
I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I'm a playa Folding paper From the golden acre To the overseas Move over please The over taker Hot boude shaker The fucking answer The fucking last year Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar You got your pat on the back But you can't fuck with The rising talent of rap Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Butt Fuck all Exactly Yeah, you're nasty Yeah, I'm nasty I've got the ice cream Cherry Yogurt Yeah, you know it You want a lick of my ice cream Suck I'm a lucky ducky I think your sucky-fucky Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you The all are masa They been down with us So stay one I fucking love you Though all the other ones With no fucking face I don't love you I'm above you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you But disown your fuckin' selfCreditsWriter(s): Watkin Jones, Justin De Nobrega, Bastiaan Bas Bron Lyrics powered by Link Disclaimer: i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch. Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni ĆØ possibile contattare direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia un artista o un publisher.
You can't fuck with my new Zef flow I'm hard to miss "You can't do this, you can't do that" Yo, fuckin' who said so? I do what I like Too hot to handle, too cold to hold You can't fuck with the chosen one I-I-I want the knife Yo I'm a ninja I, I, I I am your butterfly I need your protection Be my samurai I, I, I I am your butterfly I need your I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I'm a playa Folding paper From the golden acre To the overseas Move over please The over taker Hot boude shaker The fucking answer The fucking last year Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar You got your pat on the back But you can't fuck with The rising talent of rap Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Butt Fuck all Exactly Yeah, you're nasty Yeah, I'm nasty I've got the ice cream Cherry Yogurt Yeah, you know it You want a lick of my ice cream Suck I'm a lucky ducky I think your sucky-fucky Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping? I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you The all are masa They been down with us So stay one I fucking love you Though all the other ones With no fucking face I don't love you I'm above you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you But disown your fuckin' self Writer(s): WATKIN JONES, BAS BRON, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA Lyrics powered by
The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: 30DaySinger.com Sexy boys Fancy boys Playboys Bad boys I fink u freeky and I like you a lot I fink u freeky and I like you a lot I fink u freeky and I like you a lot I fink u freeky and I like you a lot Motherfuckers get buzzed off the sparks that I bring Guess whose got the party jumping Travel the dark and all the pumping I fink u freeky and I
Die Antwoord Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! F*ck 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" (F*ck) She fucking said, I didn't say fucking, I said Okay, I'm not talking to you just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! Okay, well then F*ck a beat! Yo, I don't f*ck 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 f*ck up! Yooo f*ck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! F*ck, Jissis Yolandi, hoy! 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 f*ck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Like a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't f*ck with little Miss Visser cause I'll f*ck 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 Hahaha Yo I don't cue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the f*ck 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 baba's 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!" 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 mothafucka' (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 mothafucka' The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES Lyrics Ā© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Don't Dwank more tracks from the album Donker Mag [2LP/CD] #14#18#19#21#24#25#26#27#28#29I Don't Dwank#31#32 Browse Quiz Are you a music master? Ā» Eminem: "All you other Slim Shadys, are just _______". A. imitating B. impossible C. incorrect D. impersonating When I get to you. Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, but. Ooh, I'd die to find out. Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, but. Ooh, I'd die to find out. I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment. Getting comfy, getting perfect is what I live for. But a look, then a smell of perfume. Whoops! Sorry, but this page doesn't exist. Why not use the links above or search to find what you're looking for? Alternatively, you could go back to where you were or start again from the home page. API Calls
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Die Antwoord Year: 2016 4:44 1,213 Views Playlists: #10 Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Made by God Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if the world turns against us I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me La la la la la la la la Yo, people of earth, God is a DJ And dancing Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is forever, our love will protect us Yes even if the whole wide world turns against us I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me La la la la la la la la la Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if the world turns against us I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! Written by: TOIT ANRI DU, WADDY TUDOR JONES, JUSTIN JOSE DE NOBREGA Lyrics Ā© Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Dont Care Browse Quiz Are you a music master? Ā» "Drop the pilot, try my balloon. Drop the monkey, smell my ________." A. perfume B. kaboom C. mushroom D. legroom
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Wat Pomp? Lyrics[Intro: Ninja, Yolandi & Jack Parow]Ninja!Yo-Yo-Yo-Yo-Landi Visser!Jack Parow!DJ Hi-TekDie fokken Antwoord![Chorus: Ninja & Yolandi]Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp?[Verse 1: Yo-landi Visser]Fresh futuristigMe Iā€™m a misfit, drink my 5 roses tea with a biscuitIā€™m shweet and Iā€™m twisted, like a koeksusterIā€™m rustig ekse, o, we go ballistig, you canā€™t fuck with this shitItā€™s dark and itā€™s different, pay attention or be like "Fuck it, I missed it"([Ninja] Joe, maar syā€™s giftig, oo jissie is dit?)Staan terug boetie, cause I spoeg when I spit shitI missed itMy numberā€™s unlistedYo fuck the system, I got my own system'Cause I wonā€™t listen, my tricky-dicky lietjie blows systemsYou can hear me coming from the distanceMense versigtig, I get up to mischiefJou fokken mif dik lip op 'n tik klipMy style is poison, itā€™s a freak pak of gomGiftige cherrie up on page 3 van Die Son[Chorus: Ninja & Yolandi]Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp?(Jack Parow)[Verse 2: Jack Parow]Wat pomp julle?Raak dronk op pilleVrot binne as die kwaai pop singers kop sinneEk verskyn uit die stoom van die stortSoos n droom of ā€˜n visie, 'n oom op n missieMirror, mirror on the wall tell me who's illI'm touched with true skillI bust the blue steelShit, the mirrorā€™s mistySjoe, who can this beLet's see the seksie refleksieEksie perfeksie donner op 'n entjieStonewashed jeans palm bome op my hempieTssssFuck yes I'm dressed for success, my breath is kak freshJack Parow!([Ninja] There you go, baby)Look at that lekker romantiese Afrikaans superster rapperCheck my fokken uit, lat die beat drop playerDie naamā€™s Jack Parow, fok Steve Hofmeyer[Chorus: Ninja & Yolandi]Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp?[Verse 3: Ninja]Me and my super fresh look to the rescueWe come to gently caress youLike two warm ballas in a nice cold palmMake you feel strange when the micā€™s onOkay, this is my songFok jou ek dink jyā€™s ā€˜n poes!Vat jou vir ā€˜n poes want jy klink soos ā€˜n poes!Jy rap soos ā€™n poes en jy sing soos ā€˜n poesHou my neus vas want jy stink soos ā€˜n poesAlright lemme speak yo, all up in this freak showOkay, check out my skill, geen fokken clue nieLike my name was NigelMoenie my flippen tune nieEk gaan vir my ma seOkay, toemaar los ditIf it doesnā€™t fit, force it, thatā€™s my mottoI'm not weird, you're weirdIā€™m just flippin' new hereI rap like a sore thumb, whatā€™s up with you brother?I fit right in, like my cock in your motherSo donā€™t tell me Iā€™ve got no fireIā€™m running on the spot and Iā€™m so tiredHair getting blown back by my blow dryerJou naaier, jou naaier[Chorus: Ninja & Yolandi]Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp julle?Wat pomp, wat pomp, wat pomp?[Ninja]Uuh (Hosss)2009 (Yo)Die fokken Antwoord (Fresh futuristig)Yo, DJ Hi-Tek (Duidelik)Yo-landi Visser (Some fucking fancy shit)Uuh[Yo-Landi]Jy check my op die fokken strate (Yo)Jy check my in fokken larny restaurant (Weā€™re very fancy)Yo, jy check my op page 3 van Die Son[Ninja]Yo, die fokken ninja (Ouch)Stainless steel stab cominā€™ at yaMy borshare mooi afgeskeer (Daarsy!)Donald Duck cap from the overseas (Oulik!)FreesssshDonā€™t fuck with my styleNinja... Iā€™m a tigerYo, waar die fok is Jack?Jack?Parow?[Yo-landi]Ek dink hyā€™s in die toilet... .
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