AKA All Eyes On Me

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[Chorus – Burna Boy:]
It?s 4 now
Time to get them goons and kick your door down
Niggas ain’t running anymore now
Bang bang everybody kiss the floor now
It?s a robbery
All eyes on me yeah
I see nobody
Stick em up and freeze
While I steal the show
It?s a robbery

[Hook – Burna Boy:]
All eyes on me (Robbery, robbery, robbery) [x5]

[AKA:]
I?m tryna get this rap money in a rush
Tell em back it up for me when you see me in the club
Competition dead and buried in the dust
I?m like the legendary Brenda Fassie – Zola Budd
Once you get it you never get enough
And you gon need better credit to get ahead of us
We the power circle
Coming to you live from the 3rd world
Getting high on the purple
Bitch I?m on the top of my game
Black card rap star look at my face
If you ain?t fuckin watch you here for?
I got a 7:30 shuttle to the airport
Therefore, twerk contest I?m a nuisance
Jah bless do it for the youth then
I?m at the table with the bosses
You need to table up the losses

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[J.R.:]
So slow down what?s the hurry boy
Chilling at The Grand
I’m tired tswaking these mamis boy
Popping L.E.S for chubby mamis who got it goin on
Moferefere re fesha go sena wrong
O ska fafathla ra ikutswa
And ha we fasa ra itsuba
Ha o ka phapha ra o thuba
And since vele vele qoqo le qoqo la s?nyobela
Wena ufun? uku nythswela bani huh?
Booty soft I?m ripping the buttons off
If money talks I?m willing to shut up all night
Nothing lost re shapa twalatsa all night
In the back seat ?cause wena ha wa fasa!

Ha wa fasa!Oh (Ha wa fasa) [x2]

[Chorus]

[Hook]

[Da L.E.S:]
You know it always come back down to the H
At this stage of the game
I let the champagne out the cage
I got a Jesus on my chain
A bunch of Grey Goose in my veins
A bunch of bad bitches from the States
Skateboards on my bedroom wall
I had to take it back to the North 94?
Dalis on my penthouse floor
Now it?s all White Parties on this scratched out lawn (North!)
These streets is cold
You on the outside smoking sticks and stones
I?m all about mine like Patrices gold
And I ain?t gon? stop until I reach my goal
Leaked news on the iPad (gcwala)
Previews on the Snapchat (ziyawa)
?Cause it?s pippin off (shower)
like ?em Naija boys

[Da L.E.S:]
Right about now I wanna bring everybody?s club status right back down to the ground level
Big shout out to Pink Cadillacs
Russel the Love Mussel
Boogie Harry
R.I.P. Eldo Mr Whozoo
Grant Shakwane
Shibabadoo Shibaboo
And of course we can?t forget
Kick-ass Kenny Maistry
Cause now we in the mainstream
And I fuck with the A-TEAM
We out!

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AKA Daddy Issues

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Daddy Issues Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Verse 1:]
All you want is backstage passes
All you want is drop top Benz in traffic
Insta-Caption lunch at Tashas, with your bad physique?
That stack on the 15th, guaranteed
Cash is king and that ass is a pageant queen
Her Majesty, she all up in fashion week
But still can’t pour gasoline? You better make it rain
Double life to live, even got a wife and kids like Damon Wayans
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching from lane to lane
Cavalli, now you got a gold wrist watch and it don’t tick-tock like Flava Flav
Ex-boyfriend was a major lame
Don’t hate the player, hate the game

[Pre-Hook:]
Everyday is like the weekend
Well I’ll be damned
All you’ve got is dirty little secrets, and Versace bags
Party in the fashion
Where everything is plastic
The swag is like a magnet
It’s a fatal attraction
I just wanna sex you up, so Color Me Bad

[Hook:]
Girl you really need to slow down
Everyday is only like 24 hours
See you ’round town, runnin’ round with the wrong crowd
Bet you made daddy so proud

[Verse 2:]
I bet your mom made the same mistakes
Now you stuck with a maiden name
Is that why you party like Taylor-Gang
The more things change they stay the same
No huggin’ and kissin’ in public
Don’t you wish I could fit in your luggage
Took one look at your thickness and wondered
Time to put this bad bitch in my budget
Let’s have a discussion
Now you on the come up for real
Road took forever to build
No silver spoon in your grill, so Mandela’s could level the field
This life is a hell of a thrill
Jozi, just another True Egoli-wood story
Tissues, Daddy Issues
Call me when a nigga get Maury

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Stunt on the haters
You one of my favorites
Despite all the odds give glory to God
My nigga you made it
You went through all of the phases
Now we singing your praises
Word to your God and your angels
That’s not what your body was made for
Reach for the stars don’t take it to heart
These bitches should take notes
Look up in a rainbow
Pull up in a Range Rove
I show you the ropes
I propose you a toast
Take good over evil stay close to the people who love you the most

[Pre-Hook]

[Hook]

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AKA Let Me Show You

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[Hook:]
I wish that we could see each other through the same eyes
I wish that we could meet each other in the same life
Cause love is like your favorite song, it goes on and on and on
So let me show
You are my, You are my higher
So let me show you
It goes on and on and on, so let me show you

[Verse 1:]
All praise to the most high
Think back on my old life
Got a little of buzz through the grape vine
And a couple outfits on lay-buy
Mommy had to work on the late nights
Daddy had to swim with the great whites
Meanwhile I stay schemin’, day dreamin’
Front page Sunday Times
Your love is Luxury Goods
You did the best that you could
So I get the house that you dream about and put four rings in your hood
Put your glass up in the sky, for my angel in disguise
Thank God that your by my side
In my heart and on my mind

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I heard it all before
They build you up then break you down like Berlin Wall
When times are tough you’re like the Sun and make my world revolve
This love is something like a drug that Midas touch n’ go
You solid gold
Haters can say whatever
You’re my stairway to heaven
Good luck in future endeavors
Show love no ruler could measure
Wish I could jump out the speakers
Bridge the distance between us
A list of all my achievements
You are the reason

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Wonder boy on a mission
They trying to humble my tone
Made the righteous decision for my embody and soul
Oh, one shot for my niggas
We got the Sun to control
The other shot for supervision and area codes
Sticky, Tweezy and JeJe
DJ Fanatic and L.E.S
Khuli Chana the legend, Master A Flat on the credit
Spoodoo rocking position
Lover, Yanga and Chicken
Tibz, Nkabinde, Kay-Gizm
[?]

[Hook]

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AKA Victory Lap

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Victory Lap Lyrics, singer by AKA

I don?t know? you know
It?s just? it?s just missing something you know
I just wouldn?t be the same
It wouldn’t be the same without?
IV League papa (yeah!) IV League papa (yeah!)
Yeah that?s what it was?

Now we the main attraction they clap for us
Waiting on my downfall ground floor up, that?s elevator action
Michael Jackson couldn?t be as dangerous, shit happens
Armed with the paint brush, hope you get the picture
Veins full of bad blood, brrruh, Tswak’ Stick ‘Em
What you favourite rapper used to be before the bitches
But that?s until we following the riches
Take it back to the kitchen
Like I got motswako ad-libs to my vision-e
Big dreams in me ever since I was a pikini
So you gotta use the big screen when you picture me
Ha! Kini Big Deal, See the tyres rotate like a windmill
And I will never loose focus, cry me a river swag trip a ocean
Motherfucker came a long way, ones and twos on IV League all day
Yet summer is still a long way, marathon I run this shit at my own pace

[Hook:]
How many rappers in the world right now
Hate it that none of them do it like I
Never get enough, never get enough, never too much
V. I .C .T. O .R. Y
Hands up for my victory lap
Hands up for my victory lap hey
(Toast to the winners!)
Hands up for my victory lap
Hands up for my victory lap hey
(If you know you?re a winner)

Party don?t stop till I say so
Want it all from the ground floor to my angels
Daddy Cool Diesel, heavy weight champ of the people
Future looks bright like casino lights
Wanted that seed ?til my tree grow high
Root of all evil, spare no ego
I keep haters on their toes like Da L.E.S. does
Blowing notes like my name Kwela Tebza
You in the club acting all famous
Nobody even know what your name is
Plenty bottles but nobody?s at your table
He is on the phone talking like some bloody agents (Yeses!)
Party like I?m a rock star, tell a girl drop it low like a sports car
I?m the king who these jokers in my court yard
Money talks, I converse with the all stars
So you all about my paper
Tell me something new, tell me something entertaining
Tell me something true, tell me nothing about failure
Serving rappers on some 24hour a day shit

[Hook]

Gimme that old time feeling (what else!)
German automobile with no ceiling (what else!)
Push the button and start with no key ring (what else!)
Bad chick and a blunt with no seedlings (what else!)
You can still have what you want if you a dreamer
Start thinking out the box, or follow the leader
Ha… haven?t you been through that
Feel like end of the season when your team do bad
But all I really need is a clean new pair
Somebody on my arm and some money in my hand
That be good, you see the hunger in my eye lids
Whether we ball or checking out prices

[Hook]

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AKA Kontrol

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Kontrol Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Hook: AKA]
I got that goose in the booth, no dash
Quarter tank, 2am, puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag
So when the party ends I’mma call a few cabs
Aaaahhh

[Verse 1: AKA]
Sipping that goose, smoking that ooooo lalala
Girls just wanna have fun, party like one, nanana
Spend my funds, ShowTibz Love, Tibs, Boyzn Bucks
Please don’t kill my vibe, no Bambinos in my ride
Hot sixteen no pedophile
Guess I’m just, acting my age
Niggas practising hate
Went from 5 clippa to 25 steena a day
Sip champagne, when you order you should Parlez Vous Francaise
Then we can take this back to my place, so what you say?

[Hook: AKA]
I got that goose in the booth no dash
Quarter tank, 2am puff puff pass
Big body Benz no gas, swag
So when the party ends I’mma call a few cabs
Aaaah
I got a fist full of Madibas in my hand
Catch me on a highway rolling with my gang
Khuli Chana pop your collar, phuz’utshwala man
Thank God it’s a Friday, here we go again

[Verse 2: Da L.E.S.]
And I be like uh oh, I’m so gone
I’m so faded, I’m so blown
Like how the hell did I get here, and how the hell am I getting home?
I don’t care bring more kush
I don’t care bring more domes
Keep popping that pussy for me, it’s bottom line, stone cold
I go hard in the bank, fuck what you heard this my city
My eyes low, blowing dank cause only the realest ride with me
Mandela money that empowers me and a bunch of bad bitches that go wild for me
Cause I’m killing all of these bars bitch, now somebody order another round for me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: AKA]
I got Givenchy on my back, your mami on my lap
My bottom row? That’s solid gold. Diwali on my neck
Egoli hoes chase phony bros, for Patek Philippe and Rolex
But that’s how it goes, another episode, when I’m riding round in this Benz
My haters is quiet. My ganja’s so loud
They call me Hip Hop Messiah flyer than your pantsula, woah
I’m drinking and driving thinking ’bout money and power
Smoking that sticky, eyes as chinky as Shinji Kagawa

[Hook]

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AKA I Want It All

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA I Want It All Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Intro / Hook:]
I want it all from the sky to the ground when it hit the floor
So batho ba kasi ba baisa so? so bo Jahman ba baisa zol
Taxi drivers ba re chaisa so? Bomzala ba paiza qho?
Sky? ground? hit the floor
So batho ba kasi ba baisa so? so bo Jahman ba baisa zol
Taxi drivers ba re chaisa so? Bomzala ba paiza qho?

[Verse 1: AKA]
I want it all guts the glory gots the pain and more
Yeah it?s all in the name I?m on
For the game I pause, what it takes to be great wa bon?
You pump everybody that came before
Put the world on the wishlist
So everyday could be Christmas
The 25th is too far
Many thick girls in this club on the Saturday night
Who wanna act like Christians the mark
So lord I want it all for my comrades
To run city to city like comrades
We did it from the beginning the hard way
Speak up stand and finish with arms raised
That?s the strength of a dreamer, fill my team up
Stay the Perelli?s 20 inches on the Beamer
Money between us looking good so the future looks greener
Go tell them other rappers gijima?bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Pro]
IV League made I believe
I be big vibin? six sengi-charger 45 per gig
Street cred kasi life from my cypher I?m big
Since when is betrayal for survival kid
So nga-switch-a baqinelwa bonke ngaba richer
Ba snitch-a bangijikela bonke so nga shift-a
Ba speed-a sort by sithunyana nje nge heater
Budget-eli stock se lemon i-life i-bitter
Laba bangikhumbuza umadala ngenkati zakh?
Flosherm straight cut ngapha i-Cutty Sakki
Angihlalise phantsi athi mfana mele ulifasi i-plug
ILife is kinda rough ncono kumashwi tswala
So I?ve been here mfana when usaphush? i-cat-nyana
I?m addicted ntwana phele ngidile nge-skirt-nyana
Infact ntwana fede one impact-nyana
I will bitch ass ngale cheque and street cash ntwana

[Hook]

[Verse 3: AKA]
They keep telling me about the good life
Bright lights and bad girls make it hard to be the good guy
Everyday sticky green powder blue sky
Spending like whatever just to get a good vibe
Party like Durban July ? nje nge b-man
You can have whatever you like if you can dream it
Whip it hard ?til you ball through the ceiling
But whoop the stocks so these muthafuckaz see it
You niggas can?t weaken us (no?)
Go tell them haters keep it up (good job)
That?s why I be running the streets like the fly Hector Pieterson
With my Adidas on
They say the struggle ain’t the same
He tried to live and we trying to maintain
He was about change and I?m about change
You see the similarities [?]
Now the only thing that hold me down is gravity

[Outro / Hook]

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AKA Pressure

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Pressure Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Intro:]
Motherfuckers gonna drop the pressure [x4]

[Verse 1: AKA]
I need a moment of clarity, I need a motive
I need a worthy opponent
No one can challenge me, dearly devoted
Weight of the world on my shoulders
I’m focused on family, they focused on selling their magazines
Stuck in a fantasy life
Talking shit till your battery die
Oh you wanna see me crumble
Living in a concrete jungle
Take a walk in my custom kicks wanna touch these kids
You can call me Uncle
I talk insane numbers
I like my paper large
Bunch of Blade Runners
Yeah we some shooting stars

[Hook: Reason]
When the pressure’s on I keep pressing on and I’m gone [x3]

[Verse 2: Reason]
You might see the life I live and maybe think it looks nice and fresh
I mean sometimes it is
They offer me the nicer things but some people trying to fight with it
While tryna bite your shit
Fuck it imma fight to live with every lyric
When I rhyme I kick
I’m killing everything around the kid
I can tell by where your hands pointing at, you already know what time it is
Marra bitch I came up
From a starving artist
From the underground now I’m way up
Couple number ones on a couple charts so I bet awards
Still I got cred like Pay Pal
I’m reaching till I hit the ceiling cause I was beneath them like Lucifer’s playground
So when the fame just fade out, all the greatness remains just the same as I came out blaow

[Hook]

[Verse 3: AKA]
Pardon me I’m just doing my bid
To legit to be losing my grip
Mamma Mia I won’t let the media under my skin
Handle my biz
Plus I’m a genius and I got every ingredient needed to win
Fuck all these encyclopedias walking ’round telling me how I should live, shit
The bigger the belt
The larger the target the harder they fell
I’m a product of knowledge and self
You might need a psychologist’s help if you think I’m not at the helm
They talk about pressure but nothing’s impressive to me
I feel so underwhelmed
Took this shit to a whole other realm

[Hook]

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AKA All I Know

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA All I Know Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Hook:]
AKA he’s a beast, he’s a problem though
The one that you motherfuckers should solve but don’t
Spin six CD shuttles then revolve my flow
Six joints in and your coffin close

See me in the club I’m in my office clothes
No plan B this is all I know
Broke bitches looking where the bottle went
But she be lucky if she get McDonalds man

Ahh, I’m so professional
I spit the truth it’s like this booth is my confessional
I’m under pressure hardly sober in my session now
Rappers feel inferior, I’m focused on them hits but my girl missing her period
That shit that make me go crazy, I’m still a fucking baby No ready for no babies
Baby, want me to stay a while
I wanna make her smile but money don’t make itself
Now I’m loading up my baggages, in pursuit of happiness
Told her that I dealt with the flaws of my character
I’m headed to the capital, cape of good dope
Nikki got some girls who gon’ be some good hosts
She gon’ be like See? There you go again
That’s why I’m in a club on my fucking BBM
That’s why I’m never trusted when I’m in DBN
We work it out then we go right back to the begin

[Hook]

I need a paradigm shift on a double
A paradise somewhere in my mind I can run to
I, once upon a time you and I was a couple
But now you turn to ice everytime I try touch you
Wish I could press rewind, on every single line
When I was kicking it with different bitches every night
They say that love is blind, you see that camera clickin’ in my eyes
Now everytime I need to go you need to pick a fight
I be leaving for domestic
See me by the exit, Jesus on my necklace
The evil’s on my guest list
Yes, this is the path I chose, cut deeper than the pieces of the hearts I broke
And she gon be like Why we go through this every week?
You taking all my energy I need a new release
That’s why we best enemies when I’m in CPT
We work it out then we turn in 180 degrees

[Hook]

We thought this love was ever green
You told me that my loving would be all you ever need
Lucky for you, it’s the last time I ever leave
I’d rather die on my feet than try to live on my knees
The party scene tore us apart
So many new beginnings I don’t know where to start
Sometimes I wonder if you think about me at all
Shit all you gotta do is turn that radio on (Let’s Go)

[Hook]

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AKA Jealousy

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Jealousy Lyrics, singer by AKA

Said the boy came up too quick
Remind me to sign my trophies
Said the kid don’t run this shit?
You better put down that nyaope
I had the time of my life
I’m riding round with your bitch
My dick is top of her mind
Therefore I fuck what you think
Pardon me did I go too far
Hot sixteen did I go too hard
Pop champagne get a sip too strong
Gotta fill myself just a little too
Much
I paved the way for these dudes
You can’t take myself esteem
If I was you I’d hate me too
Ahhhhhh Jealousy

[Hook:]
Big things going on le di kenelang?
It’s a brand new day
Awwww shit, why you mad at us?
See them brand new J’s
From the city where the crime don’t pay
Money on my mind all day
If you alive put your hands in the sky and wave ’em side to side
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jealousy

Aha you talking that filthy
Needa talk more racks on racks
Rappers need to break down my history
Before you want cash on wax
Go ahead make my day
I’mma run my lane like Usain
Cool and the gang, lames get to hang
If their name is Sadaam Hussein
Bang!
Show love for the Honchos, where
They be?
My Throne getting by, on top by the week
Club ho’s on the leash, ho’s on their feet
Take it outside now we all on the beach
Please, pray for my enemies
I hope they Rest In Peace
Success I guess it brings

[Hook]

AKA came back with the fresh cut
Need to put you new shit on hold
Far as I see nigga playing catch-up
Accessories is all gold
Ahhh I rest my case
I’mma go hard every breath I take
Hoppin’ out cars, looking like they from
Mars
That gushesh from Space
Look at my heart, spit it on 16 bars
Put it all on display
How you gon’ judge?
How you gon’ show no love?
We one and the same
Everything that you hate
But you love everything that I make
Say my name, say my name
You love the taste
You only raising my game, go

[Hook]

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AKA Victory Lap (Remix)

Welcome to tobi2web Lyrics Sites AKA Victory Lap (Remix) Lyrics, singer by AKA

[Introduction – AKA Tumi:]
Haa? Victory Lap Remix
You know we had to get the legends for this one right?
AKA,Ivy League all day? Let?s go [AKA]
T from the V papa? [Tumi]
And ah? Ivy League papa? and ah [AKA]
It?s big T papa? [Tumi]

[Verse 1 – Tumi:]
You don?t gotta clap for a legend
You shut the fuck up,homie standard attention
Soon as my name is mentioned
They throw me a couple down,now that?s a grand entrance
So while you claim to have the title belt
Shit I take the bottom up and put me like suspenders
Wear these loafers out like Alpha Elken
With more lines in my head than the young Nelson
Ah? welcome the hardest letter peddler just stepped in,
Respect him, no amount of that doing can help him
He first in, but the hunger get him second
And besides he?s here to help the younger settle in
T from the V I?m in my element? feature
Cause I felt the kid like avalanche
Y?all gonna remember this for the simple fact
Newsflash you sunk boat victory laaaap!
They say I settle the score, war face like Helen of Troy
Won?t break I got metal for bars, colgate flow fresher than yours
Whole place go apeship applaud?
Boom?

[Hook:]
How many rappers in world right now?
Hate it that none of them do it like I
Never get enough never get enough
Never too much V.I.C.T.O.R.Y
Hands up for my victory lap? hands up for my victory lap
(Toast to the winners)
Hands up for my victory lap? hands up for my victory lap
(if you know you a winner)

[Verse 2 – AKA:]
I got a brand new addiction
Studio smelling like my grand mama kitchen
Cooking hits up,plenty space cooking biscuits
Black fists pump that twenty 76 shit
Just another hit Ivy League designed
I push the Benjamin’s button,I?m ahead of my time
I?m something like the teenage double H P
Words carry weight,that?s a heavy sixteen
This is the land slide victory
You disfranchised through history
Course in my veins magistrate courts or the grave
Only way to get divorced from the game
A thought for my enemies we don?t play fair
So pray for the day that we let them break bread
And this ones up two fingers like Gandhi
Get the haters enough rope and tell ?em bhanjee

[Hook]

[Verse 3 – HHP:]
Now pull aside for my victory lap
O fetsa ho mpona me kill die plek
A massacre by the mystery chap ? my name Jabula
Sweetest taboo like the band sweet back
Make the party bounce like a weak cheque
I?m deep black I demand your respect
I pack beef like the ghetto version of Big Mack
My seeds back I?m having my cheese snack
JT bringing six to six back
I rhyme lekker hence the boots are shaking it
Bad news to Jews like a pizza with bacon in
Now done faking and leaving the sieve for saking it
Crack open the glass this bird is for the taking now
I?m baking like dough boy in heat wave
I?m making the whole worlds to behave
So be brave DJ Zondi told ya
A hit skyf killing namane like spoja

[Hook]

[Verse 4 – Amu:]
You made one error,you took me off the list
Of the best to ever spit it on the microphone mechanics
I?m the Grand Pa of rap,I get down and heads are sorted
What? You running this game? No wonder rap is being aborted
A rap vet,I?m selling fire to a dragon
I made a profit gave it back to all these has-beens
I took my back pack and traded it in for fashion
I gotta look fresh for it the finish lines I?m passing
Mad sparks I?m addressing
Represent ikasi lakho boy time for action
Get your hood up in arms like Christ of passion
Or just grab a drink with the fruit of passion
They called me up to come do what I do best
To make sure rappers play safe like new sex
It?s the beginning of the ending,give me credit
I?m demanding reprehension while I?m at it
The principal?

[Hook:]
Hands up for my victory lap? hands up for my victory lap
(Toast to the winners)
Hands up for my victory lap? hands up for my victory lap
(if you know you a winner)

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