LYRICS: Skhandaworld – Too Much ft. K.O & Nasty C
[Intro: K.O]
Ooh-ooh
Woo
[Chorus: K.O]
Ooh-ooh, I’m too much
I’m too cool, way too much
Woman – maw’dlala nge’figure, pum pum is too much
Sgubhu is too much
Nyuku – too much
Came from wins and losses, haters make me nauseas
[Post-Chorus: K.O]
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (Too much, too much)
Too much, too much
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (My shows)
Too much, too much
[Verse 1: K.O]
Ice white Airforce 1’s, skipa ne ncaza yeSkhanda
I’Casablanca le lamba, ne stunner
Sigibela ama’charts from summer to summer
A mathematician, espana nge’number
These bitches don’t love me, they just tryna come up
Shawty a thotty, m’tsheleni avul’ i’butchery
Uthand’ uk’nikana nge nyama, uy’thandel’ i’skoen
On foe nem, mina ng’fungi umama ngithi stru God
All I’m hearin’ is a lot of mid
Heard your tape and it was lukewarm
My latest shit is still ringing off, and isanok’khala kuma jukebox
‘Cause all I ever wanted was the crown and I’m killin’ niggas in the booth for it
Ekapa lodumo, si la ngase beach
A 10 on my lap, engasaz’ isingisi
Intwe ntofo, aw’ ntofontofo
Ivetepet’ elisplasha ngobisi
Back on road, now we hustlin’ P’s
Siyabadwadla bhutiza
I made a couple of G’s and a couple of M’s, next stop is a couple of B’s (Splash)
Dubula, dubula, uh, dubula ama’Ace siphuze
Shit’s still feeling like April’s fools
U-Kiernan akasekho, le game isi umsuzo (Facts)
I know my punchline game isghud is’nyce, bathi AKA uSdumo
I’m way-way past you niggas, I’m ’bout to pass you twice
And you thought it was a Dé- jà vu (Ooh)
[Chorus: K.O]
Ooh-ooh, I’m too much
I’m too cool, way too much
Woman – maw’dlala nge’figure, pum pum is too much
Sgubhu is too much
Nyuku – too much
Came from wins and losses, haters make me nauseas
[Post-Chorus: K.O]
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (Too much, too much)
Too much, too much
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (My shows)
Too much, too much
[Verse 2: Nasty C]
I put on for the crew, I been locked in the stu’
I’m a dad to your boo, I’m a father to you (Hah)
Better open up doors and walk niggas through
She put on a little weight, now the WAP feelin’ new
He don’t fuck the bitch right, baby, cough if it’s true
You got hot from one song, now you a god out the blue
Niggas lost in the gravy, niggas lost in the soup
How many niggas took a bite that the jaw couldn’t chew?
I’m the one that put the city on the map, who are you?
My son use a Ferragamo belt to hula hoop
This a second hand whip but to me it’s pretty new
I just took it, I ain’t ask how it got from who to who, it was free
Who was smokin’ marijuana in my room? It was me
Chasing money, I’ll be back tomorrow noon, leave a key
How much time you need to turn a mil to two? Give me a week
She keep askin’ “How much was it?” but they gave it to me (Hah)
I freestyle but they gotta pay me to see (Yah)
You lil niggas lazy and it ain’t hard to see
You couldn’t make it with the way paved to the T
They got me feelin’ like I’m Lil Wayne, Carter 3 (Yah)
She fucked up, made a big mistake leavin’ me
I’ma tell you like Rihanna, baby, you needed me (Ayy)
All about the peace but I still beat the beat (Huh)
Only time I underscore is right before the _C
[Chorus: K.O]
Ooh-ooh, I’m too much
I’m too cool, way too much
Woman – maw’dlala nge’figure, pum pum is too much
Sgubhu is too much
Nyuku – too much
Came from wins and losses, haters make me nauseas
[Post-Chorus: K.O]
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (Too much, too much)
Too much, too much
Riding ’round with my bros
Big designer my clothes
Made a lot from my shows (My shows)
Too much, too much
[Outro: K.O]
Too much, too much
