Ben Ten - Early B

Ek was in die gym met die weights betrokke

Sy was by die Lady-locker

Doen ma' net my ding werk mooi aan my rolle

'Cause I want my six-pack to look proper

Brah, I spot her, vader land 'n shocker

Maak my lam, sy staan met posture

Aan die brand, I smaak jou blokke

Brother, man ek sê jou sy was hot, hoor

Goodness, gracious, curvaceous, so flippen reg, it insane is

Ek soek somme weights, da' wa' sy is

Want ek wou 'n front seat gekry het

Ek wou gefaint het, oh, she got it, hoor

Brah, my eyes was locked on her

Then I heard my partner say: «joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …

«Sy't potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor»

Ek het gesit by die bar, wou my dop geniet

My tjommie het gevra of ek hom sal stick

Wou rustig wees, net bly in bubble

Toe swing die deure oop, en aan kom trouble

Mooi gesiggie, lekker vars en gesond

En 'n gat waarteen jy 'n ball kan bons

Geseil oor die vloer, staan oes en groet

Gevra wat sy drink, sy sê: «Brutal Fruit»

Sy’t my dadelik vas in haar web gevang

Het aan elke woord uit haar bek gehang

Koop drink na drink, gooi my slickste vibe

Straight up the cape was ek hipnotized

Ek scheme ek’s in, die kind is aan Kakoo van Dam met die meester plan

Sy vra my 'n guns, like anything matters

«Kan ek 'n foto neem, my man is 'n moerse fan» …

«Sy't potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …

«Sy't potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Joeh, daai kind het potte hoor» …

Ek cruise by my plaat inni straat op

My boetie wys my «Early B, kyk da’so»

Trek somme af en vra hom: «sê my wa’so?»

Oorkant die pad, daai kind is stewig soos 'n pap pot

Ek gaan tot daar trot, haar dan gaan kap met die vraagom

Papa, gaan jy vat, want jy staan met nah pot

Sy sê gaan in, en sy gooi hom met 'n lago

Ek stamp daai pitte soos 'n non-stop man

Ek tap ha' man, panne man, hou van daai wange man

As die kind ou het, sal ek rou as 'n ander man

Papa, sê my gou as, dit nie nou is nie, wanne' dan?

Want 'n man wil go, kan 'n man?

Jy’s delicious in features, jou potte staan met daai figures

Wat 'n man sal mal maak, I means this

So, kyk hier, gaa' my jou digits

Ek’s op 'n mission agter haar aan, hoor

She gave me her number, neh

Klim terug in die kar, en wys my brah: «daai kind het potte hoor»

«Sy't potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Daai kind het potte hoor» …

«Sy't potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Potte hoor» …

«Chase, potte, hoor»

«Ek like daai potte hoor» …

I was involved in the gym with the weights

She was at the Lady-locker

Do moms just do my thing work nicely on my roles

'Cause I want my six-pack to look proper

Brah, I spot here, father land a shocker

Makes me lame, she stands with posture

On fire, I taste your blocks

Brother, man I tell you she was hot, hear

Goodness, gracious, curvaceous, so flipping right, it's insane

I'm looking for some weights, da 'wa' she is

Because I wanted to get a front seat

I wanted to faint, oh, she got it, hear

Brah, my eyes were locked on her

Then I heard my partner say: «joeh, that child heard pots»…

«She hears pots»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

"Yeah, that kid heard pots"

I was sitting at the bar, wanted to enjoy my shell

My chum asked if I would stick him

Wanted to be calm, just stay in bubble

Then the doors swung open, and trouble came

Beautiful face, nice fresh and healthy

And a hole against which you can bounce a ball

Sailed across the floor, standing harvest and greeting

Asked what she drinks, she says: «Brutal Fruit»

She immediately caught me in her web

It hung out of her mouth at every word

Buy drink after drink, cast my slickest vibe

Straight up the cape was I hypnotized

I scheme I in, the child is at Kakoo van Dam with the master plan

She asks me a favor, like anything matters

«Can I take a picture, my husband is a huge fan»…

«She hears pots»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

«Joeh, that child heard pots»…

«She hears pots»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

«Joeh, that child heard pots»…

I cruise on my plate in the street

My brother shows me "Early B, look at that"

Subtract sums and ask him: "tell me wa'so?"

Across the road, that kid is solid like a porridge pot

I'm going to trot up there, then go hack her with the question

Dad, are you going to take, because you're standing with nah pot

She says go in, and she throws him with a lago

I bump those pips like a non-stop man

I tap ha 'man, panne man, like that cheek man

If the child is old, I will mourn like another man

Dad, tell me soon if, it is not now, when 'then?

Because a man wants to go, can a man?

You're delicious in features, your pots stand with those figures

What a man will drive mad, I means this

So, look here, give me your digits

I'm on a mission behind her, hear

She gave me her number, neh

Get back in the car, and show me brah: «that child heard pots»

«She hears pots»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

«That child heard pots»…

«She hears pots»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

«I like to hear those pots»…

«Potte hoor»…

«Potte hoor»…

«Potte hoor»…

«Chase, pots, hear»

«I like to hear those pots»…