Ca**per Nyovest - Malome lyrics

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Ca**per Nyovest - Malome lyrics

[Verse 1: Ca**per Nyovest] Malome, I'm flying out tomorrow I'm flying out tomorrow I'm going to America (Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh yeah, yeah, yeah) I'mma tell em bout your stories, tell them everything you taught me Tell them everything you taught me Tell em bout your stories, tell them everything you taught me Everything you taught me [Hook: Mahotella Queens] (x2) Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu [Verse 2: Ca**per Nyovest] Malome, I really love this song I really love this song I'mma sing it everytime I think of you I think of you Ngithi malome, I really love this song I really love this song I'mma sing it everytime I think of you I think of you, I'mma sing... [Hook: Mahotella Queens] (x2) Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu [Refrain: Mahotella Queens] (x2) Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu [Hook: Mahotella Queens] (x2) Kungcono ukusebenzel' imali Kunokuphila ngamandla abantu Ubamb' inkunzi ebusuku nemini Uphila kabi ngobugebengu [Refrain: Mahotella Queens] (x2) Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu Uphila, uphila kabi ngobugebengu [Verse 3: Ca**per Nyovest] I think I need to slow down I think the money got me zoned out I mean how many Rolexes do I own now? Maybe I should start acting broke now Cause my success turned the game into a cold heart It got too personal, I can't handle the energy I can't go out no more I got too many enemies I get the feeling that all my n***as is scared of me Everything changed when I started paying them salaries Ain't fun anymore My bodyguard don't leave his gun anymore Me and my dad never have one-on-ones anymore Man, hago tshwan' anymore My mom is proud but she says she feel like she don't have a son anymore I don't enjoy the sh** I got anymore Can't even turn up with the squad anymore Endorsement deals got me living like I won Idols I'm squeaky clean, I don't wanna piss the companies off But I ain't worked this hard to be a prisoner Lord send me an angel, I need a miracle I need answers I tried to remain good When Pac died, I'm one of the people that blamed Suge Why we so quick to judge? Why do we think we know everything? Why am I so scared of the wedding ring? Why do I drink this Hennessy like it's medicine? I mean it's pretty clear my success offends n***as Y'all really try to catch up, I commend n***as I know taking me down is the plan n***as But y'all ain't half as dedicated as I am n***as Look, growing up I never had nothing So I'll never get used to the fact that I have money But you motherf**ers will never get it though But it's cool, we could let it go

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