Wena Wayaka (feat. Mochen & Trophy)

Eish mo lifeng
Ke majita ama baya
Ba phela lifestyle engwe e wrong ya maaka
Fake life fake lifestyle
Mara rekase ba bolele wantshwara
Are pheleng wa utlwisisa general

Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti
Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti

Mfano wayaka hasaje selo re mmona kao posta zaka
Haoka bona account mfan otlo phanya o setse kao reka data
Mara ke life mfan rao feela nete sa phelela strata
Haoka mpona kee posta witsi ase selo mfana re fitlha tse kotsi
Nekeba washa kenale mathata
Bona ba mphanya
Gaole broke bare o joke geo tshwara zaka o bro
Nete sa tshepa dimedi geo shapa ka nama asore wi one
Nna hakee tshwere akeeje le banyana ke betcha mamazala

Ere ke bolela le bona nyana
Mochen
Koe thoma ka ghost motlwele
Animal farm where I'm from the whole neighborhood call me the ghost
Skeema di sniper ice on the scope
Haona tsao gidla re checkile coast
Abracadabra you'd think she's on fire the way that lil bitch jump out of her clothes
wi tlhokomele
I got a bitch from the north who's dancing like cardi she calling me offset
She say she love me for my personality nna keno nyaka lepoutjeke
Two tone from the thong strap double flavour top deck
If it aint money we dont care
Never pick up never call back
I'm yelling tranquillo to all my amigos they willing to do anything for the cheque
Wena warasa hao bolele nex
General sitting on top of the ranks
Bare mochen batlwele baheme ke tshwere frontline and taking offence
Gekemo nyaka I'm fixing my target
If she come around then I'm taking my chances

When we celebrate we don't post
All we do is fuckin toast
Gere tshwere zaka we don't flex
Wena o tlhabile mashata
When we celebrate we don't post
All we do is fuckin toast
Gere tshwere zaka we don't flex
Wena o tlhabile mashata
Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti
Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti

Came for the money you niggas is soft
Ka fisa ke buletse stofo
Glove on my hand bankitsi ke soh
Michael Jackson the moon that I walk
I tell all my niggas don't stay on the floor
I said it before
I been hella cautious
Shota lelapa joh bare ke tlhoho
Modimo sebele ke tlhahella se thor
Man I cannot fuck with you niggas for less
Water sufficient the drip that I dress
The tape like an album ba mpotsa ke tshele
Thuba mazaza ke goile le zet
Kamo gomora ke nyaka mazet
Joh bare ke pudi lesaka ke pack
Sorry to tell you I know that I'm next
The shit that I drop is as good as it gets
I got a bitch from the north she's dancing like cardi she calling me offset
I said I'll be back for the shawty terminated ties o mpitsa ka schwarzenegger
I can really wait jo ke tswile ka kasi I'm here for the money I said that
Wena wayaka your whole shit is fake
you don't have a reason to post that spoko

When we celebrate we don't post
All we do is fuckin toast
Gere tshwere zaka we don't flex
Wena o tlhabile mashata
When we celebrate we don't post
All we do is fuckin toast
Gere tshwere zaka we don't flex
Wena o tlhabile mashata
Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti
Wena wayaka man
Wena wayaka san
Ene rao bona wa jumpisa
Rena okasere juti



Credits
Writer(s): Mpho Modikoe
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