Lyrics Die Antwoord

Die Antwoord

Fatty Boom Boom

Yo, Hi-Tek, you think you could fuck with something like this?

(Beatboxing)

Don't you mean something like this?

Yeah, that's perf. Yo-Landi, do that thing.

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

When I'm on the mic it's like murder murder murder!

Kill kill kill!

Wat se Suid-Afrika?

Suig my fokken piel

Hier kom ek weer

Like a lekker a smack in the face

Rappers are fucking boring Ninja bashing there brains

What happened to all the cool rappers from back in the day?

Nowadays all these rappers sound exactly the same

It's like one big inbred fuck-fest Sis!

No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or listen

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy hold on to your ching

I'm taking over Amerika, blowing up everything

Physically fit, the Ninja very energetic

If you haven't got it by now, yo you never gonna get it

I whip my dick out and piss on all this horrible fokken rap

Got an offshore account for dollar bills that I stack

Yo fuck rap

I'm sorry my China we not related

I cum mad fresh, like the first time I ejaculated

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

Hi! My name is...

Yo-Landi fokken Visser

Fight fight fight!

Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the head with the mic

There's a rumble in the jungle I'm bubbling to the beat

Not looking for trouble but trouble's looking for me

My pockets are fokken swollen but nothing just come for free

I used to beg, borrow, steal just to hustle something to eat

South Africa used to be dwankie to notice me

Suddenly you're interested cause we're blowing up overseas

Making money money money

Yes yes yes

Zef side represent

You're fuckin' with the best

I'm a upper

Dwankies get popped like a sucker

Baka Baka

Yippie-ki-yay motherfucker!

I'm a big deal

Yo crazy money get thrown at me

Now I'm having so much fun I can't even go to sleep

Yo-landi!

What?

Where you at?

Here I am!

Spitting fokken lyrics like bam bam bam!

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

We keep it lekker lekker lekker, zef zef zef

Spend all my fucking money til' there's nothing left

I'm a fat cat, keep the change I don't need a slip

For this fat sack of dagga, yo I'm smoking a spliff

In my matte black Subaru, haters throwing a fit

Round the corner gooi n lekker fokken spiff Tokyo drift

My daddy told me there's a lot of fish in the sea

There's also a lot of motherfuckin' money bitches and weed

Ja, dagga dagga dagga, puff puff puff

Bring the beat back Hi-Tek!

Make it rough

We drop the type of beats that make you shut the fuck up and dance

We drop the type of beats so good you're fucking stuck in a trance

In the overseas they like to say you're stuck in a trance

We drop the type of beats that make you fucking cum in your pants

Waarsie fokken dagga?

Pass it to the left

Lekker Z, to the E, to the mother fucking F!

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

Hey Fatty Boom Boom

Hit me with the Ching-ching

Fat pocket clinking, dollar eye twinkling

Jeez da beats so chunky

Me'sa getting funky

Ohh ohhh ooh ohh

Jesus ou!

Chill net n bitjie fokken uit!