🥎 Die Antwoord I Don T Need You Lyrics

Fck, 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 fck's down witchu? I FINK U FREEKY (Instrumental) Lyrics: The 50th Featured Charts Videos Promote Your Music. If you don’t understand a lyric, use [?] When did Die Antwoord release “I FINK U FREEKY I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me I don't care, I don't care I don't care, I don't care As long as you're with me La la la la la la la la la Even if it's raining, and the wind is blowing Even if we're far from home, even if it's snowing I know that our love is pure, our love will protect us Even if Die Antwoord (Afrikaans for “The Answer”) is a South African rap-rave group formed in Cape Town in 2008. The only difference is I don’t take off this fokken Superman suit. looking at you looking back who can that be? when i'm all up this bitch you know who the motherfuck it is roll through the club like a tikoloshe (little hairy african demon man with a giant horse penis) ninjas hung like a fokken horse yeah girl! i'm a freak of nature sign my name on your boob fuck a piece of paper if you feeling me: cool I'm a big deal (wiv de seen my niggas rollin' me)? Now I'm having so much fun I can't even go to sleep Yo-Landi! What? Where you at? Here I am! Spitting fokken lyrics like bam bam bam! Eh Fatty Boom Boom Hit me with the Ching-ching Not fokken thinking, dolla eye twinkling Just a bit of junkie Let's not get too funky Oh oh oh oh Eh Fatty Boom LqZepP. eLyrics D Die Antwoord Lyrics Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: [5 votes]Album: Ekstra - EP / Original Release Date: 2010-10-12Genre: ElectronicSong Duration: 3 min 57 sec I Don't Need YouDie Antwoord DIE ANTWOORDI Don't Need You Lyrics I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I'm a playa Folding paper From the golden acre To the over seas Move over please The over taker Hot boude shaker The fcking answer The fcking last year Dit was lekker maar dis nou klaar You got your pat on the back but you can't fck with the rising talent of rap Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Butt fck all Exactly Yeah your nasty Yeah I'm nasty I've got the ice cream Cherry Yoghurt Yeah you know it You want a lick of my ice cream I'm a lucky ducky I think your sucky fcky Don't speak to me Don't speak to me Did somebody say something With the bass pumping The place jumping I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you The all masa They been down Wid us So stay one I fcking love you All the other ones Wid no fcking face I don't love you I'm above you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you I don't need you I don't need you You're like see through I don't see you Hottest Lyrics with Videos c4fe861a15e149d6370330f913aacf78check amazon for I Don't Need You mp3 downloadthese lyrics are submitted by kaanbrowse other artists under D:D2D3D4D5D6D7D8D9D10Songwriter(s): Watkin Tudor Jones, Justin de Nobrega, Bas BronRecord Label(s): 2010 Interscope RecordsOfficial lyrics by Rate I Don't Need You by Die Antwoord (current rating: Meaning to "I Don't Need You" song lyrics Die Antwoord Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Fck dude, I'm so fucking pissed off dude You know that fucking picture with the, With the chick with the fucking big tits and the American bikini? Well Kim, Kim fucking sent a picture to her and she said "Love from, Yolandi Visser, prawn" (Fck) She fucking said, I didn't say fucking, I said Okay, I'm not talking to you just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! Okay, well then Fck a beat! Yo, I don't fck 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 hits 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 itself and shut the fck up! Yooo fck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! Fck, 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 fck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Like a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't fck with little Miss Visser cause I'll fck 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 cue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the fck 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 baba's 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!" 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 (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Don't Dwank more tracks from the album Donker Mag [2LP/CD] #14#18#19#21#24#25#26#27#28#29I Don't Dwank#31#32 Browse Quiz Are you a music master? » The song "Adore You" is performed by? A. Shawn Mendes B. Billie Eilish C. Justin Bieber D. Harry Styles Die Antwoord Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons! Fck dude, I'm so fucking pissed off dude You know that fucking picture with the, With the chick with the fucking big tits and the American bikini? Well Kim, Kim fucking sent a picture to her and she said "Love from, Yolandi Visser, prawn" (Fck) She fucking said, I didn't say fucking, I said Okay, I'm not talking to you just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! Okay, well then Fck a beat! Yo, I don't fck 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 hits 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 itself and shut the fck up! Yooo fck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! Fck, 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 fck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Like a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't fck with little Miss Visser cause I'll fck 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 cue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the fck 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 baba's 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!" 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 (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Don't Dwank more tracks from the album Donker Mag [2LP/CD] #14#18#19#21#24#25#26#27#28#29I Don't Dwank#31#32 Browse Quiz Are you a music master? » Eminem: "All you other Slim Shadys, are just _______". A. imitating B. impossible C. incorrect D. impersonating Die Antwoord Year: 2014 3:25 239 Views Playlists: #7 The easy, fast & fun way to learn how to sing: Fck dude, I'm so fucking pissed off dude You know that fucking picture with the, With the chick with the fucking big tits and the American bikini? Well Kim, Kim fucking sent a picture to her and she said "Love from, Yolandi Visser, prawn" (Fck) She fucking said, I didn't say fucking, I said Okay, I'm not talking to you just, shsshh Just, can't I just fucking, just, drop the fucking beat man! Okay, well then Fck a beat! Yo, I don't fck 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 hits 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 itself and shut the fck up! Yooo fck! Drop the fucking beat Hi-Tek Drop the beat nigga! Fck, 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 fck's down witchu? Brah, you got issues What? My shit just so hot And we won't stop 'til we fuckin' go pop Like a fuckin' soap opera When you so popular Don't fck with little Miss Visser cause I'll fck 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 cue I walk right through You know who I fuckin' am man Who the fck 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 baba's 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!" 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 (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid (I-I-I I don't dwank!) You stupid You stupid mothafucka' Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc. Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind Citation Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography: Missing lyrics by Die Antwoord? Know any other songs by Die Antwoord? Don't keep it to yourself! Watch the song video I Don't Dwank more tracks from the album Donker Mag #1#2#3#4#5#7#8#9#10#11#12#13I Don't Dwank#14#15#16 Browse Quiz Are you a music master? » What is AC/DC's most popular song according to Spotify? A. Back in Black B. It's a Long Way to the Top (If You Want to Rock 'n' Roll) C. Highway to Hell D. Thunderstruck Lyrics: you're a rockstar My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell me how to live White boy, white boy, in your cop car But I don't listen to her, 'cause my head is MORTICIAN: Not at all. See you on Thursday. CUSTOMER: Right. [clop clop] MORTICIAN: Who's that then? CUSTOMER: I don't know. MORTICIAN: Must be a king. You're all (lie together, cry together) I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together) To get by You're all (lie together, cry together) the fear of becoming you to get me though college So don't die, far away, don't die yet I just smoke Don't die, don't die yet, far away things take You're all (lie together, cry together) I need (I swear to God I hope we fuckin' die together) To get by You're all (lie together, cry together) and out my zone if you really wanna know I got Hen and got Patron if you're really tryna go Oh, you don't know Bamz? I'm what the music game need Like "DIE ANTWOORD!" Fuck, I still can't say the shit But how quickly they forget who the fuck I was Now Ninja try to duck my slugs, you let your girl get up with you brother? I fit right in, have my cock in your mother So don’t tell me I’ve got no fire I’m running on the spot and I’m so tired Hair Overworkin', no sleep is just another way to die slow But I'll just keep goin' strong and never let my eyes close You need me, I don't need you You need me, From your passport, it looks like you lying (know you cold) You broken down by your past, don't deny it (you know I know) Your ex called, you was fre$! Vars If I don't know you get lost, you not on my level Yo put the pedal to the metal Yoh! Dis net soos n gynecologist se office Net n klomp your protection Need your protection Ninja is poes cool But don't fuck with my game, boy Or I'll poes you Life is tough when I get stuck And my your protection Need your protection Ninja is poes cool But don't fuck with my game, boy Or I'll poes you Life is tough when I get stuck And my in a hopeless place Shine a light through an open door Love and life I will divide Turn away 'cause I need you more Feel the heartbeat in my mind Kykie kykie, ons is face to face hie I'm showing you affection, luister baby I know you need protection, jy's a meisie I'm living my vida loca and it let it blink, nigga, I don't think (oh) Your hood Titanic, we gon' make that shit sink (straight up) Live by the code, die by the code Never been When I come back, that's it You see a flash in the sky, it's that nigga, I When I land, you wack niggas die And your casket is your last hit You wack cum) I need a ryde or die bitch (I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue) Uh, uh, yo Yo, when you see Sheek, don't look at me as Sheek cum) I need a ryde or die bitch (I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my tongue) Uh, uh, yo Yo, when you see Sheek, don't look at me as Sheek (Yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah) (Yeah yeah) (Nah nah) (Yeah yeah) (Rage) I just don't don't don't need you (You) don't don't don't need you wrestle sumos and expect a clue so But where were you though I'm numero uno I'm een one word You are not the answer Die Antwoord Ek's daaiste dik naai Who ja!) Nothing you can so or do can harm me Ek's kak vokken kom ? en jy's a flou vokken laanie Fuck with Die Antwoord you fuck with the army My fans Got a question, you afraid to die? That's the only question I got for you Huh Flowers on my grave, doves in the sky (doves in the sky) Rats in ) Keep on, keep on dancing (Die die) Keep on, keep on doing it y’all (Die die) Until I die (Die die) Why don’t you join me (Die die) Until I die (Die die Help build the largest human-edited lyrics collection on the web!

die antwoord i don t need you lyrics