Dolce & Gabbana (feat. Young T)

I'm on my Cape Town swagger right now Gabbana, eh Gabbana, Gabbana, eh Gabbana I met shawty up in Westlane To tell the truth See, they don't make girls like you You tailor made The designer type That design I like You see you kinda like Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Ooh what a savage Shawty how you looking this good But you still be the baddest Everything branded Designer everything I can see you on A whole other standard You got too much sauce All the ondjove in that Hugo Boss I could tell as soon as she walked past me Owikosha moka kende komadhi Wearing what you call it Versaci, she said it's Versace I said not in the kasi But how you make it look so nice And when I measure you Then you just my size Oouu u oouu Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana oouu u oouu Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Harambee Can we share some Of your time If you willing to spare some I'm loving how your nails and your hair done Karibu sana You're so very welcome Now can I be your Hage in a Bakkie You be my first lady from the kasi But when we are in the mall You're my lady in Dior And I be your Fela in Versace You're something else girl You ain't a slay queen But you slay queens Balmain jeans You kill 'em all with your energy You wearing Ingo, Leah and Synergy Oouu u oouu Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana oouu u oouu Gabbana ye yey ye Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana I met shawty at Mzoli's She said ubani igama lakho I said i'm young and foreign Nondina Itenda mondjato She said what's understood Shouldn't be explained To tell the truth I'm in love with your designer game Oouu, i smell the cheese, What The time piece, What Look at em keys Look at em D's and G's Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana Dolce and Gabbana, Gabbana