Yaatie

Lyrics

[Intro: Youngsta's Grandad] Nooo...! I don't trust these fuckers 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 brasse looking at the prison ceiling This is not emotion, no, so do not koppel feelings Everyone has a story so who the hell cares I was fresh prince but I didn't live in Bel-air Used to make me spikes, yes I tried 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, I'm Jean-Claude They tell me I should be on Snapchat, I should tweet more The problem is I'm on the corner with the street lords They ask who I am and I say I'm 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 Brasse 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 skelm 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 passed away and so I'm saying RIP My mommy hates this name, but i have to disagree [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 [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