Gauteng

You a criminal, with a bandana
You blood thirsty, like Amine Dada
Gauteng, Lagos, Yaoundé, Douala
Babi, Nairo, Accra, Kampala

She is so sweet, she's South African
I gave her a preach, like Louis Farrakhan
I'm a single, so tell me more
Dance like this, yeah danse encore
A beautiful woman, need a beautiful man
A genuine plan, with a criminal span
An internet entrepreneur, a genuine scam

You a criminal, with a bandana
You blood thirsty, like Amine Dada
Gauteng, Lagos, Yaoundé, Douala
Babi, Nairo, Accra, Kampala

They got money, with no boundaries
In the club, for money laundery
All the champagne, in VIP rooms
Ready to fight, RIP goons
Even the criminals, need to dance
Even the music, can break the fence
Move your body, like you won the loto
Ride this chick, like you on a moto
Drink like it's your last day to live
Laught with your friends, like it's your last air to breathe
Bodies, ass are shaking
Ask numbers, they are begging
A lot of women are almost naked
Be respectful, ass, don't brake it
Why you squash it, like a racket?
You wanna her, she vomit on jacket

You a criminal, with a bandana
You blood thirsty, like Amine Dada
Gauteng, Lagos, Yaoundé, Douala
Babi, Nairo, Accra, Kampala

You blood thirsty in Bamako
You blood thirsty in Cairo
You blood thirsty in Brazza
You blood thirsty in Kinshasa
You blood thirsty in Ouaga
You blood thirsty in Njamena
You blood thirsty in Dakar
You blood thirsty in Luanda

You a criminal, with a bandana
You blood thirsty, like Amine Dada
Gauteng, Lagos, Yaoundé, Douala
Babi, Nairo, Accra, Kampala



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ngan Bitjong
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