作曲 : Nonani Hlaulekani Shivambu
作词 : Nonani Hlaulekani Shivambu
Hold up my
Hold up my momma done told me
To follow them dreams
To get these streams
Hold up I'm pouring my cup
Just soda stuff
To get this feeling
Hold up I'm more messed up
Than I just tend
To tell these people
Hold up I'm
Hey (huh)
Hold up I'm
Torn
Trynna understand
What naysayers say
What they say is
Fake at most times
Same niggas lie
Can't cross with both eyes
A double edged sword got beef
For all y'all
You could try cross me
But I got God
That's on my-
Momma
Never wanna be too much
I scare it off in my lonely
I ease too much
And I've been fiening
For a connection
In search of perfection
Ni heti ni lahlekile
Wonder where I loose myself
It tends to happen from
Year to year
They hate the boy
I spread the love
You spread the hate
She spread her legs
Then wonder
Why the brothers run away
Complain too much
I need a break
They don't like the-
Way I move so Step aside
All my life I've been a prude
I had to hide
They don't know
What I feel inside
I'm such a mess
But what's the best way
To deal with this?
I guess to compress
Aye
They don't like the way
I move so Step aside
All my life I've been a prude
I had to hide
They don't know
What I feel inside
I'm such a mess
But what's the best way
To deal with this?
I guess to compress
Aye
Yeah yeah
Loko ni languta xivon' ani tsaki
Masiku hi nkwawo ni vona swi biha
Tsundzuka m'kari ya kale, ni nwana
So naive ni nga tivi na xivongo
Date Of Birth
Na kaya ka kokwan' frank
Those were the happy days
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri
U dzula ri kho vha ri
Kho vha ri happy
Kho vha ri (Mhh)
They like the
Way I move (way I move)
Step aside
Been a prude (been a prude)
I had to hide
They don't like
They don't like
They don't like it
They don't like it
作曲 : Nonani Hlaulekani Shivambu
作词 : Nonani Hlaulekani Shivambu
Hold up my
Hold up my momma done told me
To follow them dreams
To get these streams
Hold up I'm pouring my cup
Just soda stuff
To get this feeling
Hold up I'm more messed up
Than I just tend
To tell these people
Hold up I'm
Hey (huh)
Hold up I'm
Torn
Trynna understand
What naysayers say
What they say is
Fake at most times
Same niggas lie
Can't cross with both eyes
A double edged sword got beef
For all y'all
You could try cross me
But I got God
That's on my-
Momma
Never wanna be too much
I scare it off in my lonely
I ease too much
And I've been fiening
For a connection
In search of perfection
Ni heti ni lahlekile
Wonder where I loose myself
It tends to happen from
Year to year
They hate the boy
I spread the love
You spread the hate
She spread her legs
Then wonder
Why the brothers run away
Complain too much
I need a break
They don't like the-
Way I move so Step aside
All my life I've been a prude
I had to hide
They don't know
What I feel inside
I'm such a mess
But what's the best way
To deal with this?
I guess to compress
Aye
They don't like the way
I move so Step aside
All my life I've been a prude
I had to hide
They don't know
What I feel inside
I'm such a mess
But what's the best way
To deal with this?
I guess to compress
Aye
Yeah yeah
Loko ni languta xivon' ani tsaki
Masiku hi nkwawo ni vona swi biha
Tsundzuka m'kari ya kale, ni nwana
So naive ni nga tivi na xivongo
Date Of Birth
Na kaya ka kokwan' frank
Those were the happy days
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri happy
U dzula ri kho vha ri
U dzula ri kho vha ri
Kho vha ri happy
Kho vha ri (Mhh)
They like the
Way I move (way I move)
Step aside
Been a prude (been a prude)
I had to hide
They don't like
They don't like
They don't like it
They don't like it