Nasty C - Dear Oliver lyrics
Nasty C [Nsikayesizwe David Junior Ngcobo] Durban, KwaZulu-Natal, South Africa 🇿🇦
[Nasty C - Dear Oliver lyrics]
Dear Oliver, it’s your dad speakin’
I’m out in Cape Town makin’ magic
In this hat reachin’
For a rabbit or maybe a parakeet
You give me drive like I toss
You a pair of keys
I thought before I’d have you I would’ve
Asked your mama to marry me
But here I am with this ringless finger
And no dirt on my knee
A month away ‘til you breathe
The air that I breathe
It’s 5AM in this booth and I
Would not leave until I
Yeah
‘Til I finish this letter and
Rap it to Ebenez let him record it and make
Sure it sounded heavenly
I’ve been workin’ on things so you
Could meet the better me
I put my hand on your
Mother’s tummy and fall asleep
I’m just hopin’ you kick your
Way into your father’s dreams
I got the rompers waitin’ for you
You just wait and see
Split me how you want with your
Mama, y’all get all of me
Yeah
I’ve never been so fuckin’ nervous
In my whole life i flew back home to tell my
Dad I made a whole life
Got some advice and took some time
To get my dome right
I paid your granny the traditional way
Zulu man so it only became official that day
Yabo? Bro
When I get to hold you I’ll come back
To this mic and I’ll tell you some more
Ayy!
June 25 you arrived
I have to be the happiest man alive
Thankful to the big Guy in the sky
You survived all praises to the most High
When I heard your first cry the first time
You heard mine I couldn’t even hold it in
It just escaped me
Looked at bae like "We just made a baby
This is crazy " used to wanna die young
Now I wanna touch eighty
And these pampers ain’t cheap
So if you owe me better pay me
Yeah
I’m such a lucky guy, I can’t lie
I bought your crib for nothing
You sleep in my arms fine
I thought before I’d have you I’d
Live to see cars fly
But here I am in this traffic
Hoping I make it on time
Calculating ETA with the midwife on the line
And this IvySon shit my religion
Still saved by the Son but
There’s one I call mine
My boy yeah
And it’s been about a month
Since you touched down
This was meant to be, I feel it in my gut now
Son you’ve given me a whole
New reason to conquer if anybody touch you
I swear I’ll show them a monster
Rip them apart and turn them red
Do a mud like lobster
Your mother named you after yours
A purest soul I’ve ever met
An angel in the form of a rockstar
May he rest in eternal peace
I’m not privy to God’s plans but
I know that he’s earned a seat
And I’m confident certainly, yeah
I’m out in Cape Town makin’ magic
In this hat reachin’
For a rabbit or maybe a parakeet
You give me drive like I toss
You a pair of keys
I thought before I’d have you I would’ve
Asked your mama to marry me
But here I am with this ringless finger
And no dirt on my knee
A month away ‘til you breathe
The air that I breathe
It’s 5AM in this booth and I
Would not leave until I
Yeah
‘Til I finish this letter and
Rap it to Ebenez let him record it and make
Sure it sounded heavenly
I’ve been workin’ on things so you
Could meet the better me
I put my hand on your
Mother’s tummy and fall asleep
I’m just hopin’ you kick your
Way into your father’s dreams
I got the rompers waitin’ for you
You just wait and see
Split me how you want with your
Mama, y’all get all of me
Yeah
I’ve never been so fuckin’ nervous
In my whole life i flew back home to tell my
Dad I made a whole life
Got some advice and took some time
To get my dome right
I paid your granny the traditional way
Zulu man so it only became official that day
Yabo? Bro
When I get to hold you I’ll come back
To this mic and I’ll tell you some more
Ayy!
June 25 you arrived
I have to be the happiest man alive
Thankful to the big Guy in the sky
You survived all praises to the most High
When I heard your first cry the first time
You heard mine I couldn’t even hold it in
It just escaped me
Looked at bae like "We just made a baby
This is crazy " used to wanna die young
Now I wanna touch eighty
And these pampers ain’t cheap
So if you owe me better pay me
Yeah
I’m such a lucky guy, I can’t lie
I bought your crib for nothing
You sleep in my arms fine
I thought before I’d have you I’d
Live to see cars fly
But here I am in this traffic
Hoping I make it on time
Calculating ETA with the midwife on the line
And this IvySon shit my religion
Still saved by the Son but
There’s one I call mine
My boy yeah
And it’s been about a month
Since you touched down
This was meant to be, I feel it in my gut now
Son you’ve given me a whole
New reason to conquer if anybody touch you
I swear I’ll show them a monster
Rip them apart and turn them red
Do a mud like lobster
Your mother named you after yours
A purest soul I’ve ever met
An angel in the form of a rockstar
May he rest in eternal peace
I’m not privy to God’s plans but
I know that he’s earned a seat
And I’m confident certainly, yeah