P, A, U, L, I, E, T
My name is Twesigye Twekye and you're about to know me
'Cause I be burning this track at like a thousand degrees
Therefore I'm bringing the heat, so that you niggas don't freeze
Hit the books, 'cause my dad says that I need that degree
And no, he doesn't give a f*ck about my poetry
I wanna live in a mansion and spend no time on my knees
And yes, I do this for me, but more importantly (Oh, oh, oh)
L, I, N, D, A, M
His name is Linda Mahlangu, don't make me say it again
You wanna listen to magic, well then just hand him the pen
Let him meditate to get him into his zen
It's not working
All eyes are on him, but they're not staring, they're lurking
They walk away but he haven't even closed the red curtains
They're disappointed like a father found his daughter out twerking, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
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P, A, U, L, I, E, T
My name is Twesigye Twekye and you're about to know me
'Cause I be burning this track at like a thousand degrees
Therefore I'm bringing the heat, so that you niggas don't freeze
Hit the books, 'cause my dad says that I need that degree
And no, he doesn't give a f*ck about my poetry
I wanna live in a mansion and spend no time on my knees
And yes, I do this for me, but more importantly (Oh, oh, oh)
L, I, N, D, A, M
His name is Linda Mahlangu, don't make me say it again
You wanna listen to magic, well then just hand him the pen
Let him meditate to get him into his zen
It's not working
All eyes are on him, but they're not staring, they're lurking
They walk away but he haven't even closed the red curtains
They're disappointed like a father found his daughter out twerking, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
My name is Twesigye Twekye and you're about to know me
'Cause I be burning this track at like a thousand degrees
Therefore I'm bringing the heat, so that you niggas don't freeze
Hit the books, 'cause my dad says that I need that degree
And no, he doesn't give a f*ck about my poetry
I wanna live in a mansion and spend no time on my knees
And yes, I do this for me, but more importantly (Oh, oh, oh)
L, I, N, D, A, M
His name is Linda Mahlangu, don't make me say it again
You wanna listen to magic, well then just hand him the pen
Let him meditate to get him into his zen
It's not working
All eyes are on him, but they're not staring, they're lurking
They walk away but he haven't even closed the red curtains
They're disappointed like a father found his daughter out twerking, oh (Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh)