Die Antwoord (Afrikaans for "The Answer") is a South African rap-rave group… Read Full Bio ↴Die Antwoord (Afrikaans for "The Answer") is a South African rap-rave group formed in Cape Town in 2008. The group was formed by rappers Ninja and Yolandi Visser (stylized as ¥O-LANDI VI$$ER), and God (formerly referred to as DJ Hi-Tek). Die Antwoord's image is based on a counterculture movement known as zef in South Africa.

10. Doos Dronk
Die Antwoord Lyrics

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Jack Parow? Daar's die man nou!
Party, party, party, party!
Hosh ja! Here maar ek's in my poes in.
Dude ek's moerefokken wasted.
Hello hoe lyk dit, ek en jy naked?

Kyk hier kyk hier
Fok jou, kom ons gaan koop 'n vokken dop gou

Kom baby score my die Witblitz
Sit terug, vat 'n fokken sluk van die Klipdrift.
Ah shut up you fuckin bastard
Don't fuck around with the drunken master
Kyk hier jy jou ma se poena
Don't want gehelp van my kopseer

Heppa!
Kyk jy na my, ek is in rapper!
Ons party nou mos nou lekker!

La-di da-di
Party, party, party, party!

[Chorus]
Doosdronk,
Stomp rond skop my hond
Poes jou in the mond
En val op die grond

Doosdronk,
God, waar is my hond?
Le in my kots en
Vrot in die tronk

Party, party, party, party, party, party, party
Party, party, party, party, party, party, party

Waar's die papsak?
Jissis ek's heeltemal fucked up

Score daai fokken dubbel poes my vrou en coke
Jis ek dig die liedjie
Kom ons gooi 'n bietjie breekdans
Kyk hie my piel doen so 'n beweging
Look at this

Ek soek 'n pis.
Gaan piss in die hoek
Oh fok, ek dink ek't gepis in my broek

Gee vir my 'n fokking ding, waar is die shooter
Los it!
Don't be a party pooper
Blaas die hooter

Ons se nou baie dankie, vir die drankie!
Wat sal ons doen sonder 'n drankie
Bokkies, boerewors en rugby?

Don't worry be happy happy.
Happy, happy, happy, happy

[Chorus]

Party, party, party, party, party, party, party
Party, party, party, party, party, party, party

Waar's die sleutels? Fok it ons
Ek weet nie, look in your pocket
Jy'd dit gehad
Fok jou!
God vrou ek poes daai bek van jou potblou

Fok jou! Hond
You vuil fokken hond!
Wie's jy? Niks! Jy's niks

Ag kom aan ouens losit, fokit, dropit
Kom ons sit nog 'n dop in

You fokken bitch!
Ooh vok

Dis de polisie, meneer staan weg van die meisie
Kyk weer jy's a fokken siesieman
Ag kak, fok of polisiekar!

[Chorus]

Help om di blanks in te vul of reg te maak

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Die Antwoord's song Doos Dronk revolve around the themes of drunkenness, partying, and debauchery. The song features a conversation between two men who are heavily intoxicated and immersed in the party atmosphere. One of the men, who is identified as Jack Parow, appears to be the life of the party, urging his companion to join him in buying alcohol and drugs such as Witblitz and coke.

The lyrics also contain references to sexual activity as one of the men asks a woman to get naked with him. The chorus of the song repeatedly references being "doosdronk," which means "piss drunk" in Afrikaans. The lyrics describe the chaos and disorientation that come with being so drunk, including losing one's keys, puking, and pissing oneself. The song ends with a confrontation with the police that ends on a violent note.

Overall, the lyrics of Doos Dronk offer a vivid and raw portrayal of the excesses and dangers of heavy drinking and drug use.

Line by Line Meaning

Jack Parow? Daar's die man nou!
Jack Parow? He's the man right now!

Party, party, party, party!
We're going to party hard!

Hosh ja! Here maar ek's in my poes in.
Wow yes! I'm really drunk right now.

Dude ek's moerefokken wasted.
Man, I'm really, really drunk.

Hello hoe lyk dit, ek en jy naked?
Hey, how about you and I get naked?

Kyk hier kyk hier
Look here, look here

Fok jou, kom ons gaan koop 'n vokken dop gou
F*** you, let's go buy some alcohol quickly

Kom baby score my die Witblitz
Come on baby, score some Witblitz for me

Sit terug, vat 'n fokken sluk van die Klipdrift.
Sit back, take a big gulp of Klipdrift.

Ah shut up you fuckin bastard
Oh shut up you annoying person

Don't fuck around with the drunken master
Don't mess with someone who's really drunk

Kyk hier jy jou ma se poena
Look here, you son of a b****

Don't want gehelp van my kopseer
I don't want help with my headache

Heppa!
Hip hop!

Kyk jy na my, ek is in rapper!
Look at me, I'm a rapper!

Ons party nou mos nou lekker!
We're partying really hard!

La-di da-di
Just having fun

Doosdronk,
Very drunk,

Stomp rond skop my hond
Stumbling around, kicking my dog

Poes jou in the mond
Putting my crotch in your mouth

En val op die grond
And falling on the ground

God, waar is my hond?
God, where is my dog?

Le in my kots en Vrot in die tronk
Lying in my vomit and rotting in jail

Waar's die papsak?
Where is the bag of wine?

Jissis ek's heeltemal fucked up
Jesus, I'm really messed up

Score daai fokken dubbel poes my vrou en coke
Get me that double dosage of my wife and cocaine

Jis ek dig die liedjie
Damn, I love this song

Kom ons gooi 'n bietjie breekdans
Let's breakdance a bit

Kyk hie my piel doen so 'n beweging
Look at my crotch doing this movement

Ek soek 'n pis.
I need to pee.

Gaan piss in die hoek
Going to pee in the corner

Oh fok, ek dink ek't gepis in my broek
Oh f***, I think I just peed my pants

Gee vir my 'n fokking ding, waar is die shooter
Give me that f***ing thing, where's the shooter?

Los it!
Let it go!

Don't be a party pooper
Don't ruin the fun

Blaas die hooter
Blow the horn

Ons se nou baie dankie, vir die drankie!
We're saying thank you very much for the alcohol!

Wat sal ons doen sonder 'n drankie
What would we do without alcohol?

Bokkies, boerewors en rugby?
Biltong, sausage, and rugby?

Don't worry be happy happy.
Don't worry, be happy happy.

Waar's die sleutels? Fok it ons
Where are the keys? Screw it, we don't need them

Ek weet nie, look in your pocket
I don't know, look in your pocket

Jy'd dit gehad
You had them

Fok jou!
F*** you!

God vrou ek poes daai bek van jou potblou
God, woman, I'll punch that blue mouth of yours

You vuil fokken hond!
You dirty f***ing dog!

Wie's jy? Niks! Jy's niks
Who are you? Nothing! You're nothing

Ag kom aan ouens losit, fokit, dropit
Oh come on guys, let's leave it, f*** it, drop it

Kom ons sit nog 'n dop in
Let's have one more drink

You fokken bitch!
You f***ing b****!

Ooh vok
Oh damn!

Dis de polisie, meneer staan weg van die meisie
This is the police, sir step away from the girl

Kyk weer jy's a fokken siesieman
Look at you, you're such a coward

Ag kak, fok of polisiekar!
Oh crap, f*** the police car!

Doosdronk,
Very drunk,

God, waar is my hond?
God, where is my dog?

Le in my kots en Vrot in die tronk
Lying in my vomit and rotting in jail

Party, party, party, party, party, party, party
We're partying hard!

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ANRI DU TOIT, ANRI VISSER, FRANCOIS VAN COKE, JOHNNY DE RIDDER, JUSTIN DE NOBREGA, WATKIN JONES, WATKIN TUDOR JONES, ZANDER TYLER

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