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Ninja: Yo! Wat pomp? Het jy die shit?
Rompelstompel: Ja, my bru, jy weet mos
N: Ja, maar nou kyk hier, my bru, jou moet nie my vir 'n fokken poes vat nie
R: Kyk hier nou, my bru, ek vat nie vir jou vir 'n poes nie man. Ons ken mos mekaar, is ons kla gepraat?
N: Ja, okei, maar ek soek nie daai kak nie. Ek soek die shit. Het jy die fokken shit, my bru?
R: Ja, ek het die shit, my bru. Hierdie shit is die shit. Nooit kak nie. Ek sal nooit daai kak vir jou verkoop nie
Ek staan hier op die fokken hoek. Hulle ken my!
Vra enige iemand, hulle sal vir jou se: "Rompelstompel, ja, daai ou se shit is die shit, my bru."
N: So dis die shit, ne?
R: Ja my bru dis die shit
N: Jy vat my nie vir n fokken poes nie?
R: Naai, ek vat nie vir jou vir n poes nie, my bru
N: Ok, let's do this
Dagga dagga puff, dagga dagga puff puff
Ek's lus vir 'n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga dagga dagga dagga puff puff puff
O, liewe Here, man, it smells so good
Stinky sticky fingers
Mull mull mull mull
Roll it up tight, gimme that light
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, I fly high
Spokie in die rokie hoog soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus, my mond's so droog
Nogge puff puff, lekker laf lag
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, gag gag gag
Off to the cafe with a rumble in my tum
Got the money for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies bubblegum, pockets full of fun
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, dum dum dum
Early in the morning, smoke a big fat spliff
Nothing quite like it, like a Spaceman Spiff
First you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, sif sif sif
What you have to do today? Oh, a lot of stuff
Ag man, los it, bra, take another puff
Jirre, nice laugh, switch your mind off
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, dof dof dof
Ring-a-ring-a-rosie, rappers bop to the beat
Pass to the left skoppe ill free style
Jirre that's deep, everyone freak
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, weak weak weak
Lekker insane in the membrane, bro
So many fokken lekker rappers come and go
Used to be the ou, nou's jy fokken flou
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, yo yo yo
Schizophrenic panic, "Shit! It's the fukken cops!"
Kak, man, chill, bru, you fuckin' up my high
My chick is checkin out that guy, kom, ons fukken waai
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, die die die
(Drop the beat Hi-Tek, Jesus Christ)
Dagga dagga puff, dagga dagga puff puff
Ek's lus vir n bietjie bobbejaantwak
Let's phone Clive, hook up some love
Dagga dagga dagga dagga puff puff puff
Spokie in die rokie hoog soos n reenboog
Twee rooi ogies, jus my mond's so droog
Nogge puff puff, lekker lag lag
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, gag gag gag
Off to the cafe with a rumble in my tum
Got the money for the munchies yum yum yum
Chappies bubblegum, pockets full of fun
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, dum dum dum
Early in the morning smoke a big fat spliff
Nothing quite like it like a Spaceman Spiff
First you feel kief, then you get muf
Dagga dagga dagga dagga, sif sif sif
Een twee drie vier vyf ses sewe
Rook te veel dagga en dink oor jou lewe
