Black on white, that's apartheid
How're you trying to dribble from court side?
Shaking nyash in a Corsa
Dropped twenty racks on Maxhosa
Told her throw it back, sukuyi mosha
You ought to throw it back for the culture
Stru, nqumakho, we all know the baddies are Xhosa
We all know they're baddies for sure
Fell asleep in a quantum, woke up in a Porsche
She risked it all for the boy so I told her "it's yours"
Busting her hoop just to settle the score
They call me the goat so I gave them some more
Beat it on the counter, slept on floor
I don't care for your stories, ke mfana Pitori
One of the goats from my city
Don't doubt that shit surely
Who's got the cheese?
Qamagu
Smoking the trees?
Qamagu
I'm on 18
Qamagu
You know what it is
Qamagu
Who's got the cheese?
Qamagu
Know what it is
Qamagu
Back to the crib
Qamagu
I'm on 18
We ought to be ballers, on God
Baddie she gargled the bars
Told her if those are your goats you're a fraud
Cause all of them are goats where I'm from
They all sell a bit like some nuns
Dripping in holy water so forgive all the puns
Though I might take a dip in her pond
And pull on her hair like Repunzel
I've been this hard from a month old
Leaving the club with mphako
Figure 8's baku baku
Who's got the cheese?
Qamagu
Smoking the trees?
Qamagu
I'm on 18
Qamagu
You know what it is
Qamagu
Who's got the cheese?
Qamagu
Know what it is
Qamagu
Back to the crib
Qamagu
I'm on 18
