Letra de 'Fatty Boom Boom' de Die Antwoord

Yo, Hi-Tek, you think you could fuck with something like this?

Yo, want you mean something like this?

Yeah, that's perf. Yo-Landi, do that thing

Hey fatty boom boom!
Hit me with that ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking!Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky!
Me'sa getting funky!
Oooh!

When I'm on the mic it's like murder murder murder!
Kill kill kill!
Wat se Suid-Afrika?
Suig my fokken piel
Hier kom ek weer
Like a lekker a smack in the face
Rappers are fucking boring Ninja bashing their brains
What happened to all the cool rappers from back in the day?
Now all these rappers sound exactly the same
It's like one big inbred fuck-fest
Sies
No, I do not want to stop, collaborate or listen

Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy hold on to your ching
I'm takin' over America, blowin' up everything
Physically fit, the Ninja very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, then you're never gonna get it
I whip my dick out and piss on all the horrible fokken rap
Got an offshore account for dollar bills in a stack
Fuck rap
I'm sorry my china we not related
I come mad fresh like the first time I ejaculated

Hey fatty boom boom!
Hit me with that ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking!Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky!
Me'sa getting funky!
Oooh!

Hey fatty boom boom!
Hit me with that ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking!Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky!
Me'sa getting funky!
Oooh!
Hi! My name is Yo-Landi fuckin' Visser
Fight fight fight!
Kick you in the teeth, hit you on the head with the mic
There's a rumble in the jungle I'm bubbling to the beat
Not looking for trouble but trouble's looking for me
M'uppercuts're fokken swollen with nothing just come for free
I used to beg borrow or steal just to hustle something to eat
South Africa used to be dwankie to notice me

Suddenly you're interested 'cos we're blowing up overseas
Make you money money money
Yes yes yes
Zef side represent
You're fuckin' with the best

I'm a upper
Dwankies get popped like a sucker
Bokka Bokka
Yippie-ki-yay motherfucker!

I'm a big deal (yo, crazy money get throw at me)
Now I'm having so much that I can't even go to sleep

Yo-Landi!
What?
Where you at?
Here I am!

Spitting fokken lyrics like bam bam bam!

Hey fatty boom boom!
Hit me with that ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking!Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky!
Me'sa getting funky!
Oooh!

We keep it lekker lekker lekker, zef zef zef
Spend all my fuckin' money til' there's nothing left
I'm a fat cat, keep the change I don't need the slip
For this fat sack of dagga yo I'm smoking a splif
In my matt black subaru haters throwing a fit
Round the corner gooi'n fokken spiff Tokyo drift

My daddy told me there's a lot of fish in the sea
There's also a lotta motherfuckin' money bitches and weed

Ja, dagga dagga dagga, puff puff puff
Bring the beat back Hi-Tek!
Make it rough
We drop the type of beats that make you shut the fuck up and dance
We drop the type of beats that got you fucking stuck in a trance
In the overseas they like to say you're stuck in a trance
We drop the type of beats that make you fuckin' cum in your pants

Uh!Waarsie fokken dagga? Pass it to the left
Lekker Z to the E to the motherfuckin F

Hey fatty boom boom!
Hit me with that ching ching!
Fat pocket klinking!Dollar eye twinkling!
Jeez da beats so chunky!
Me'sa getting funky!
Oooh!