Fatty Boom Boom Lyrics

Yo, Hi-Tek, you think you could fuck with something like this?(Beatboxing)Yo what you you mean, something like this?Yeah, that's perf. Yo-Landi, do that thing.Hey Fatty Boom Boom
Hit me with the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of junkie,
Let's not get too funky
Ohh ohhh ooh ohhWhen 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 fokking pouring into passenger planes
What happened to all the cool rappers from back in the day?
Now I think all these rappers sound exactly the same
It's like one big inbred fuck-fest
Sies!
No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or listenJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, hold on to your ching
I'm takin' over America, blowin' up everything

Physically fit, the Ninja very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, yo your never gonna get it!
I whip my dick out and piss on all this horrible fokken rap
Got an offshore account for dollar bills dat I stack
Yo Fuck rap
I'm siding with China we not fokken related
I cum mad fast, like the first time I ejaculated.Hey Fatty Boom Boom
Hit me with the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of junkie,
Let's not get too funky
Ohh ohhh ohh ohhHey Fatty Boom Boom
Hit me with the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of junkie,
Let's not get too funky
Ohh ohhh--Hi! My name is Yo-Landi fokken Vi$$er
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, I'm
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, or steal just to hustle something to eat
South Africa used to be too dwanky to notice meSuddenly you're interested 'cause we're blowing up overseas
Makin' money money money
Yes yes yes
Zef side represent
You fuckin' with the bestI'm a upper!
Dwankies get popped like a sucker
Baka Baka!
Yippie kaiyay motherfucker!I'm a big deal, yo crazy money get thrown at me
Now I'm having so much fun that I can't even go to sleepYo-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
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of junkie,
Let's not get too funky
Ohh ohhh ohh ohh (x2)We keep it lekker lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' money til' there's nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I don't need the slip
with this fat sack of dagga I'm smoking a spliff
In my mat blacks are bottle-haters throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken spiff Tokyo driftMy daddy told me there's a lot of fish in the sea
There's just a lotta motherfuckin' money bitches and weedJa, 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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' cum in your pantsPass it to left, like a Zed, to the E, to the mutherfuckin' F.Hey Fatty Boom Boom
Hit me with the Ching-ching
Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling
Just a bit of junkie,
Let's not get too funky
Ohh ohhh ohh (x3)Jesus