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Cassper Nyovest – Balmain ( Lyrics) Letra CassperNyovestVEVO Cassper Nyovest – Balmain ( Lyrics)

Intro
Yeah, uh

Verse 1
Niggas talkin’ smack about God, I bring the devil to him
I put some young niggas on, I know that’ll do it
Just ‘cause I birthed you don’t mean I won’t hurt you (Uh)
And I ain’t breakin’ a sweat, it’s not worth you (Nah)
Ain’t messin’ up the brand for you dumb fucks
Niggas goin’ broke betting cribs on these niggas you can’t trust (At all)
You think you’re threatin’ me? You can’t, swaak
Lies, you tellin’ stories, man, you sound Like Nhlanhla Lux (Haha)
Nigga don’t tempt me, your tank on empty
I’m still hood in this two-tone Bentley (See me?)
I came with a message
Boy, your ancestors sent me to tell you that you can’t fuck with Nyovesti (Uh)
Look at all the bullshit I survived
When I pull up, it looks like a minister arrived
It’s just black tuxedo, Clyde and Oskido (Woo)
I mean you got fans but you ain’t fuckin’ with me though (Nah)
It ain’t the same
Dude, I came and I changed rules
And she ain’t never hanged with us if she still faithful (Haha)
Y’all see me though, I’m really go-realer (That’s facts)
But it’s easier to say we all fill-up (Right?)
If life was a movie and I’d give it a title
I’d call it – Material: The Serial Killer (Uh)
We all victims of this fuckin’ system (It’s fucked up)
Got a beter chance if you with him (That’s facts)
I cracked the code
I got it but I’m back fo more
Tweezy, let’s run it back, let’s go (Uh)
Pre-Chorus
We just fly private, baby, we be in the clouds (Uh)
They be poppin’ Molly just to feel like they are gods
I know that they see me, they just scared to show me love (Uh)
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman

Chorus
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman

Verse 2
Nigga, I came at the back of a van
I don’t like y’all, it’s hard to pretend
But it’s mutual, so fede voetsek
I’m the one y’all wanna ridicule? (Uh)
She wanna poke a man it’s easy for me to pick and choo-
It’s the move that got these fickle dudes touched
I know my daddy proud ‘cause he livin’ through us
Mama was a teacher, daddy became a principal
We smoke it on the island and sell it like it’s medicinal
Big body Benz, I can talk to all you little dudes
I’m dead serious, I am living proof
That when you put the work in
Everything works out
Get fly all day, and then I bring the birds out
I pay all the bills, my lady don’t bring her purse out
Damn, they used to love a nigga but they hurt now
It’s too much
Your lady will get chewed up
I’m opening a new club
Everyday is some new bucks
A new truck, assumang
La bowa, ra di chuna
We grindin’ and we suit up
Bo buda, magowa (Ooh-ooh ah)
Pre-Chorus
We just fly private, baby, we be in the clouds
They be poppin’ Molly just to feel like they are gods
We just fly private, baby, we be in the clouds
They be poppin’ Molly just to feel like they are gods
I know that they see me, they just scared to show me love
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
I know that they see me, they just scared to show me love
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman

Chorus
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman
This ain’t Balmain baby, this is Balman

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Cassper Nyovest – It’s Not The Same ( Lyrics) Letra CassperNyovestVEVO Cassper Nyovest – It’s Not The Same ( Lyrics)
Intro
I need a spark of a cigar for this one
Kinda feel like the end of the year
End of a good year
Yeah Uh
So elegant
Uh
Yeah
Uh

Verse 1
When the clouds is clear, nigga, I’m sincere
I’ma be over here
I weathered the storm
You niggas ain’t gettin’ better at all
Yeah, I did it but I said before
Told y’all niggas, I’ma be Bentley drivin’, so stylish
Sittin’ on a fancy island, girls whylin’
You know I love the ladies, mami, no lyin’
If lil’ mama’s panty slide, of course I’m in
You’re now listenin’ to the sound of the boss
Hundred mill’ deep but somehow the street feel me
I never changed, I ain’t switch up at all
My money clean but the ? on my watch is too filthy
Paid two-fifty, bullshit miss me
We move as a unit, you would think we knew 50
The new ROF t-shirt is too crispy
It’s Naak’s birthday, we hit Konka and blew fifty, uh
Nigga, I made my mark
Ministers stoppin’ in traffic just to say what’s up Hey, what’s up?
I see you got the new ML
We drive whips that they hire for matric farewells
Chorus
It’s not the same It’s not the same, it’s not the same
It’s not the same
It’s not the same Too sexy
It’s not the same

Verse 2
Shit’s different ‘round here
Trust me you wouldn’t want your Mrs around here
She’d go missing ‘round here
If you’re a big shot you get pissed around here
If you’re a boss there, you’re a midget around here
You’re a ? around here
We get it straight ‘cause we don’t nobody in the middle around here
I see the discussions, niggas always tryna put it together
But they puzzled by the pieces I wear, uh
That line is so cold
You’re an intelligent ma, I like you, you’re so woke
So can I get some brain?
I see your future, let me explain
See you posted from the side of a Range
Pick it all and I sign everything
Try finish it, I won’t complain
How that sound ma? That’s how I get around, ma
The car is armoured ‘cause ke pusha tlama
Ha ke batle maada, uh-uh
Yeah, the most googled individual You know that
That’s fifteen years for you little ones
They got a lot to say about me
But I don’t really have much to say about them
‘Cause I don’t know y’all
What have you done lately? Please send me your profile
My nigga, you know mine
Your girl has me saved on her phone as gold mine
Le kamo Maftown, ba ka’u chaela ho-kai
Chorus
It’s not the same
It’s not the same
It’s not the same
It’s not the same

Outro
Uh
This one is for the OGs that figured it out
You ain’t gotta listen to wifey’s playlist no more, you know?
Haha, I got you
I’m just playin’, ladies is bosses too
Take a grown man to know that
I just want y’all to have a good time, you know?
Take your best bottle of wine out, get your cigars, your Cognac, whatever you into
I would suggest that you get a bottle of Billi though Trust me, man
Ultra premium Trust me
The best in the world
‘Cause it’s always a good time to have a good time, right?
It’s not the same, it’s not the same
So sexy

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