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youngstacpt – yaatie lyrics

[intro: youngsta’s grandad]
nooo…! i don’t trust these f-ckers man. not at all
but riyadh, you want to trust these people – you might as well trust the devil

look how long i’m living in ocean view – i came here in 1972
you go around ocean view half of the bladdy pavements are not even tarred. nooo!

they all a bunch of liars – so i don’t know what you going to tell these people when they interviewing you. i really don’t know

[verse 1]
1991 when everything began and i came out the womb kicking, screaming
moved in wittebomme suburb where they drug dealing
i got lots of br-sse looking at the prison ceiling
this is not emotion, no, so do not koppel feelings
everyone has a story so who the h-ll cares
i was fresh prince but i didn’t live in bel-air
used to make me spikes, yes i used to gel hair
started selling nikes? sieka had like twelve pairs
are you gonna tell im a fake and im a fraud
when you know the pen is much more mighty than the sword
i dont pop no mollies, i dont rock no tom ford
i just do karate on the mic, im jean-claude
they tell me i should be on snapchat, i should tweet more
the problem is im on the corner with the street lords
they ask who i am and i say im rick james
right before i really wys them whats my nickname

[hook]
i’m yaatie yaatie
you know he’s a laanie
probably know your sister and your taanie
my bru his names yaatie yaatie
you know he’s a laanie
go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
they say they know yaatie yaatie
you know he’s a laanie
probably know your sister and your taanie
my bru his names yaatie yaatie
you know he’s a laanie
go ask the taxi drivers and the gaatjies
they say they know yaatie

[verse 2]
yeah
grandma gave me coins i put it in the moneybox
saved a couple pennies spent it at the babi-shop
i found out they stabbed him and my body felt a shock
i realised these aren’t fairy tales and goldilocks
6-years-old in ocean view i got the chicken pox
br-sse broke into my house, they good at picking locks
music permi playing you could hear the boom-box
a naughty little laatie just like riley boondocks
i had a crazy life if i think and backtrack
my uncle was a skelem he was smoking mandrax
when he walked and everybody used to stand back
he grew up in the ghetto, breakfast wasn’t flapjacks
i just wanna show you who was in my family tree
i had two good parents, one of them was absentee
my daddy p-ssed away and so im saying rip
my mommy hates this name, but i have to disagree

[outro]
uh, riyadh [x5]
my bru his names yaatie yaatie
you he’s a laanie
probably know your sister and your tannie
my bru his name yaatie

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