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Cassper Nyovest – Bana Ba Stout Lyrics

Cassper Nyovest Bana Ba Stout Lyrics Cassper Nyovest

Eh tatago o buwa nnete
South Afrika e na le flop tse baaie ne
Mara mo stokong ha re sokole sani
Re tshwere bana ba stout
I’ve been around the world
And nothing comes close to South African girls, elite

Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout

Every door, the same fire
Sweety ng’hamba nawe
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Yiza nabangane bakho
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Hamba nawe, nawe, nawe, nawe hah
Bana ba stout

(Lifestyle, lifestyle)
Yo n****, yo n**** I done grew up
Turnin’ to a boss, I get more bars (Lifestyle, lifestyle)
I was disruptive, I’m proud that I broke all the rules that they taught us
It was just the other day when we went into July in the brand new Tour bus
But that shit had a bed in it
I ain’t even need know who to tell if you tryin’ to give me more love
Give me more love

If she attended she ’bout to get tow up
Whether she single or o na le lenyora
O tla utlwa fela phone e le off ba go dodge-a
Eish o tla itshola, banyana, banyana (Ke pandemic)
Yoh o tla ithola setse o ile Avbob
Banyana, banyana badlala ka rona
Ebile this year ba win-ne Afcon, eish

Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout

Every door, the same fire
Sweety ng’hamba nawe
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Yiza nabangane bakho
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Hamba nawe, nawe, nawe, nawe hah
Bana ba stout

Lemme tell you one little story
I got thick bron who only relate to me cause I grew up in the getto
Then I got another one who just call me whenever she need new stiletto
I don’t mind yoh, I don’t like her mind though
I could already tell from the get go
Monna ditsotsi di baaie mara di ka se kgeisi banana ba Soweto
On second thoughts, banyana ba Pitori
Wa bona Sosha, le Mamelodi
Ene ba dese, ko re ke stan
Molezela a ka b’laisa letsele

My Cape Town girl is a munch
She say she hold some’ she ain’t trying to do much
And I don’t see some tens, I won’t PE member
The best girls for me are from DBN
(And that’s real)

Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Bana ba stout
Hae-yah, hae-yah
Tshwere bana ba stout

Every door, the same fire
Sweety ng’hamba nawe
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Yiza nabangane bakho
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Hamba nawe, nawe, nawe, nawe hah
Bana ba stout

Cassper Nyovest Bana Ba Stout Lyrics English Translation

Yes, father, you are telling the truth
South Africa has a lot of flops
Mara in the stock, we are not struggling
We got some stout kids
I’ve been around the world
And nothing comes close to South African girls, elite

Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids
Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids

Every door, the same fire
Sweety I’m with you
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Go with your friends
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Go with you, with you, with you, with you hah
Stout children

(Lifestyle, lifestyle)
Yo n****, yo n**** I done grew up
Turnin’ to a boss, I get more bars (Lifestyle, lifestyle)
I was disruptive, I’m proud that I broke all the rules that they taught us
It was just the other day when we went into July in the brand new Tour bus
But that shit had a bed in it
I don’t even need to know who to tell if you’re trying to give me more love
Give me more love

If she attended she ’bout to get tow up
Whether she single or thirsty
You will only hear the phone being off when they dodge-a
Eish will wake up, kids, kids (It’s a pandemic)
Yoh will calm down and go Avbob
Children, children are playing with us
And this year they won four Afcon, eish

Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids
Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids

Every door, the same fire
Sweety I’m with you
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Go with your friends
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Go with you, with you, with you, with you hah
Stout children

Lemme tell you one little story
I got thick bro who only relate to me cause I grew up in the ghetto
Then I got another one who just calls me whenever she needs a new stiletto
I don’t mind yoh, I don’t like her mind though
I could already tell from the get go
Man, thugs can’t kiss the girls of Soweto
On second thoughts, Pitori boys
You saw Sosha, and Mamelodi
He’s a dese, he’s a stan
An adulterer can lead an adulterer

My Cape Town girl is a munch
She says she holds some’ she ain’t trying to do much
And I don’t see some tens, I won’t be a PE member
The best girls for me are from DBN
(And that’s real)

Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids
Home-yah, home-yah
Stout children
Home-yah, home-yah
Keep the stout kids

Every door, the same fire
Sweety I’m with you
Party in the bus, diwa once
Kuze kuse on a highway
Go with your friends
More liquor when it’s bitch na
Go with you, with you, with you, with you hah
Stout children