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Scapegoat (feat. Sabali Namaste) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cosy Moses
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Thabo Kompj, Tshepo Kompi




Cosy Moses - Scapegoat (feat. Sabali Namaste) Lyrics




Yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh
Yeah yeah
(Cosy )

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I just be sipping my cup, super muddy boy i don't care
Don't touch my cup, you'll get slapped slapped boy over here
I got that loud pack in my backpack, you hear it clear
I just be counting all d'rack racks, blue cheese everywhere
(Cosy)

I got a black gat, it's mat black,I'll blow your brain
She let me stuff her kit Kat on the first date, she gave me brain
I got that white girl she love drugs, she snow cocaine
I speak racks, you speak cap cap don't know what you saying
I don't know what you saying
Selling packs ye I'm slanging
Vans on my feet it's must
Hit from the back and smack on her butt
She ride on my dick best believe ima nut
Bitch give me face, I don't want hugs
I'm in the lead, you eat my dust yeah yeah

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I need rack , i need back , 1000g on my neck
Icy icy pack of ice , on my neck , on my wrist
We've been tryna get the paper since a youngin' in the streets
Broken leg , broken hand but we handle all this Shit
Got too many niggers winning , got too many niggers trying
In the car puffing jets , we got talents , we got skills
Your bitch can't pray , all she finna do is slay
Paper paper get the bag , imma make my momma proud
Regardless of the tears that i drop in this shit
Y'all f*cks with the fake instead of the real
I felt bad , now I'm back , stack more rack , then gimme your back
I got money on my mind , i can't focus on your bitch

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I just be sipping my cup, super muddy boy i don't care
Don't touch my cup, you'll get slapped slapped boy over here
I got that loud pack in my backpack, you hear it clear
I just be counting all d'rack racks, blue cheese everywhere

Nah
They stare
It's so rare
Ice
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Yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh yeah yeah huh
Yeah yeah
(Cosy )

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I just be sipping my cup, super muddy boy i don't care
Don't touch my cup, you'll get slapped slapped boy over here
I got that loud pack in my backpack, you hear it clear
I just be counting all d'rack racks, blue cheese everywhere
(Cosy)

I got a black gat, it's mat black,I'll blow your brain
She let me stuff her kit Kat on the first date, she gave me brain
I got that white girl she love drugs, she snow cocaine
I speak racks, you speak cap cap don't know what you saying
I don't know what you saying
Selling packs ye I'm slanging
Vans on my feet it's must
Hit from the back and smack on her butt
She ride on my dick best believe ima nut
Bitch give me face, I don't want hugs
I'm in the lead, you eat my dust yeah yeah

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I need rack , i need back , 1000g on my neck
Icy icy pack of ice , on my neck , on my wrist
We've been tryna get the paper since a youngin' in the streets
Broken leg , broken hand but we handle all this Shit
Got too many niggers winning , got too many niggers trying
In the car puffing jets , we got talents , we got skills
Your bitch can't pray , all she finna do is slay
Paper paper get the bag , imma make my momma proud
Regardless of the tears that i drop in this shit
Y'all f*cks with the fake instead of the real
I felt bad , now I'm back , stack more rack , then gimme your back
I got money on my mind , i can't focus on your bitch

And I won't let you down I swear
When the gang walk in they stop and they stare
See the drip we got severe it's so rare
And this ice make me feel like a polar bear

I just be sipping my cup, super muddy boy i don't care
Don't touch my cup, you'll get slapped slapped boy over here
I got that loud pack in my backpack, you hear it clear
I just be counting all d'rack racks, blue cheese everywhere

Nah
They stare
It's so rare
Ice
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Writer: Thabo Kompj, Tshepo Kompi
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