Die Antwoord - I Don’t Dwank lyrics

Ninja, Yolandi? Fuck, bro?
Fuck, dude, I'm so fucking pissed off, oh
Like can you not drop fucking-fucking drop
Ash on my fucking carpet? Sorry, dude, sorry
You know that fucking picture
With the-with the chick
With the big tit's and the American bikini?
Jissus yeah, yeah, yeah?
Well, it's just fuck
You just fucking shit up when you come
Dude, let's just have some fucking respect
Bro you keep-keep fucking saying oh
And she said"Yolandi Visser"
Have some fucking respect, dude
It wasn't me, dude, sorry, dude
She fucking said-I didn't say
I don't even like-I don't even like
You guys smoking in here!
Okay, I'm not talking to yo- just, shush
Just can't I just fucking just
Drop the fucking beat


Hold up, no, no, no, you
Actually, you know what? I'm not gonna
Fucking drop the fucking beat fuck you guys
Fuck you okay, well then
Fuck a beat

Yo, I don't fuck up or suck up to anyone
I wake up when I want, make our props
Get paid out my asshole
My DJ's the mothafuckin' business
Every time he hit's me with
A beat I'm like Jesus!
I don't need anyone to help me
Dropped my record label I'm
Still very fuckin' wealthy
Money's not a problem, cash flow healthy
Vodacom was too expensive so I
Switched to Cell C
I don't ask famous people for their picture
When you see me on the streets just
Be cool with the Ninja
Don't lose your fuckin' mind just say "Hi
How you feelin'?" i'll say fine
Now stop freaking out and tweaking and
Start eating up my time
I don't hand people my fucking demo
Plus I never used to
Just make a track and drop
That shit on YouTube
Quit steppin' to me dwankin' out
Try to fucking suck up
Just let your shit speak for it'self
And shut the fuck up!

Yooo fuck! Drop the fucking beat Hi Tek
Drop the beat nigga!

Fuuuuck jissis yolandi, hoy!

Yo i don't dwank
I come make money
Plus I'm fucking famous so
I don't say sorry
Don't blame me girl go blame Anies
Yo get off my back he's the gangsta
I'm just a fuckin' rat
I come from below, I run the show
Rat's rule (Ya)
You down to me, that's cool
You not down to me
What the fuck's down witchu?
Brah, you got issues what?
My shit just so hot
And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop
Life's a fuckin' soap opera
When you so popular
Don't fuck with little Miss Visser
Cause I'll fuck you up i don't care
What you fuckin' think
Next time you try fuckin' with
Me maybe stop and think
"Why the hell am I so
Bothered by this chick?"
Am I maybe jealous or just fuckin' retarded

Hahaha yo
I don't queue i walk right through
You know who I fuckin' am man
Who the fuck are you?
When I'm in the club I get
More chicks than I can manage
Grinding me front and back like
A Ninja fuckin' sandwich so don't stress
Everything I do is so sex my style is so sex
My smile is so sex my vibe is so fresh
My rhyme's are so next
Zef god with the spark might as well flex
Don't send mothafucka's "Please
Call me!"'s uh uh
I send mothafucka's airtime
By my fuckin' stressed life
Me a little blessed life mama I don't lose
Betta' luck next time sucka's step back
You don't want to see Ninja snap
When I'm in South Africa I
Speak like I'm black
If you not a fan, why you keep coming back?
Exactly motherfucka you bumping this track
You stupid (III I don't dwank)
You stupid (III I don't dwank)
You stupid (III I don't dwank) you stupid
You stupid mothafuckaaaaaa'
(I I I I don't dwank)
You stupid (III I don't dwank)
You stupid (III I don't dwank) you stupid
You stupid mothafuckaaaaaa' ha ha hah