Mode Lyrics By Nasty C

• Artist Nasty C
• Featured Tellaman, Blxckie
• Title Mode
• Album T's & C's Apply

Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (You want me)

Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (Yeah, yeah)
Overload to the club, sit on my lap

Ain't know what's up, ain't know where we at
Staying on the couch, she making it clap
She giving it to me and giving it back

I'm in my zone, I'm on that mode (Yeah, yeah)
Nobody cooler, I'm solid as gold
All the drip on me came right from the coast (Yeah, yeah)
Catch me a vibe, up I go (Let's go)
Me and my brother, my twin, my kinfolk
We outside, that's for sure (Yeah, yeah)
Flangane blandi, you blogging ain't none
Phatshwane mine, for sure

We can only be this fly if God is your pilot (Yeah, yeah)
You can count on me, got that golden touch like Midas (Yeah)
All this sauce on me, don't tell Akulu I ain't need no stylist (Yeah)
Now she all on me, wanna put it all on me like mmh, mmh, mmh, mmh

Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (You want me)
Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (Yeah, yeah)
Overload to the club, sit on my lap

Ain't know what's up, ain't know where we at
Staying on the couch, she making it clap
She giving it to me and giving it back

I'm in my zone, I'm on that mode (Yeah, yeah)
Nobody cooler, I'm solid as gold
All the drip on me came right from the coast (Yeah, yeah)
Catch me a vibe, up I go (Let's go)
Me and my brother, my twin, my kinfolk
We outside, that's for sure (Yeah, yeah)
Flangane blandi, you blogging ain't none

Phatshwane mine, for sure (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I said it's me and your thot nigga don't intervene
ASAP, making her jump in the V
Bands on me, she feel like everything free
Le yituba I beat it like Creed
Faking make up as ushu nomini

Theteli kazikpoli
Now you can't fool me I'm knowing the tea
Jikela, jikela, jikela, jikela

Come on some friends who buy vans who buy Mizella
Two, three, four shots and I know sazo ngishijela
Hottest together sa yeko zonqobela
Jikela, jikela
Girl make it bounce
We seven eleven shots and I can't count
Can't walk him out all of the drip make him drown
Maphoyela elizi uthi abuyis' us'ta

Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (You want me)

Mama she is Kia next door (And next door)
So bo yanga omso (You want)
So bo yanga omso (Yeah, yeah)
Overload to the club, sit on my lap

Ain't know what's up, ain't know where we at
Staying on the couch, she making it clap
She giving it to me and giving it back

I'm in my zone, I'm on that mode (Yeah, yeah)
Nobody cooler, I'm solid as gold
All the drip on me came right from the coast (Yeah, yeah)
Catch me a vibe, up I go (Let's go)
Me and my brother, my twin, my kinfolk
We outside, that's for sure (Yeah, yeah)
Flangane blandi, you blogging ain't none
Phatshwane mine, for sure