Ice Cream
Gigi Lamayne Lyrics

Abo ntanga nabo Bhudi nabo skeem (ngithi ngicel' i-ice cream)
The people around me, my friends and acquaintances, are looking for a treat, specifically ice cream.

Bathi thatha mi, ngithi kothi hi, Bathi thatha mi, ngithi kothi hi
They are asking me to get it for them, insisting and repeating their request.

Yo, Whats a dame to a heroine mind out blown beat cray on that ritaline
She is a strong, powerful woman who can blow your mind with her beats even when she's on medication.

Imagine that? Ses' twerka ngama beshu, yi phuz' ikhemisi flow Uphethwe yini. (Heeechu)
Picture this: dancing with the guys, enjoying a sweet treat while spitting lyrics over a sick beat. How amazing is that? (exclamation of excitement)

Akufani ngiyalamba, ungibhona ngi phele so ngidla umdoko ne rama Im going all out ngikhathele nge papa. Ngiwu bhonda everyday
I won't hold back, I'll live my best life and indulge in traditional food and partying. I'm working hard and enjoying life to the fullest every day.

Anginasnekhe (No power).
I won't ever give up or let anyone bring me down.

Then we come through stuntin, Female Pac, amasuit nama luncheon
We arrive in style, like a female version of 2Pac, dressed in suits and attending fancy lunches.

Never been to a club, ngiyithandela ukudla kwami You find me cooking rhymes in the kitchen, stu type of vibes you don't know what you're missing.
I prefer staying in and enjoying my home-cooked meals. I create my rhymes in my kitchen, and it's a dope vibe that you wouldn't want to miss.

We gonna hijack the ice cream truck, sprinkle hundreds on the top for a little bit of luck, Chocolate for the style real kicking, got vanilla for the flow over spilling
We plan to rob the ice cream truck, making it rain with hundred dollar bills for good fortune. We'll choose chocolate for its edgy flavor and vanilla for its abundance, with a creamy flow that can't be contained.

V360 I'm real pimping, mukuku, You hiding I find you and milk it, They couldn't stunt if their boy was Houdini, waiting for a blow up, Haibo, hey kunini?
I'm living a luxurious lifestyle, always on the lookout for haters who are hiding from my success. Even if they had magical powers like Houdini, they couldn't stunt as well as me. What's the deal? Where are they?

Kan ek skop jou kop, jy's bietjie los Moet byt jou tong, weet jy's nie my hond nie, Gaan koop roomys, jou raps is lelike krom
I can kick you in the head, you're acting a little crazy. Bite your tongue, you don't know who you're dealing with. Go buy some ice cream, your rhymes are weak and unimpressive.

Ek weet jy nou, wie speel met Gigi though? But like you scream, Ice cream and that's enticing You sing the same songs as that Mike boy, Tyson
Now you know who you're messing with, Gigi. But when you yell, "Ice cream!" it sounds appealing. Your music is similar to that of Mike Tyson, of all people.

Biting, see that you aint never been writing, bubbles and posh things But you aint never been spicy.
Your rhymes are unoriginal, all about superficial things. You've never been truly bold or daring.