Hey, hey Hey Young Cape Town Aimée Britannia Ja Make the dough We gotta bake the dough We gotta put the bread on the dinner table We gotta make the dough We gotta bake the dough We gotta put the bread on the dinner table If daddy's not making the dough Then mommy's gotta make her own Bread and de butter Not from de udder Ready for supper Ah, ah And we always Make it in the nick of time And then it's suppertime Working hard for the paper I just came a money slayer Then came a heartbreaker Made me a heartbreaker Making money for my lover Get de bread for da supper 'Cos I'm a young hustler I'm a young hustler Ay, ay, ah I just want the paper Ay, ay Racks First she want to break up Ay, ay Over stacks Then I make the paper Ay, ay Good bread Now she want to make up Ay, ay Ciabatta I can't get enough I just get it ja Fell in love with drug money like an opiate Ja my dog I'm steady grinding like a soviet Ja I know a couple soldiers, ready make a hit Ay, ay, ay, ay Invest in my security Ja that's a good pole Crab walking with a slant My pockets too swole Can't stop 'till my Family billionaire status in this bitch Can't tell the time no reggie millie in this bitch Try to rob good soul, get a limp lil' bitch And if you can't stand it hlala phansi I insist Ay, ay Make the dough We gotta bake the dough We gotta put the bread on the dinner table We gotta make the dough We gotta bake the dough We gotta put the bread on the Working hard for the paper I just came a money slayer Then came a heartbreaker Made me a heartbreaker Making money for my lover Get de bread for da supper 'Cos I'm a young hustler I'm a young hustler Ay ay ah Working hard for the paper I just came a money slayer Then came a heartbreaker Made me a heartbreaker Making money for my lover Racks Get de bread for da supper Over stacks 'Cos I'm a young hustler Ja, ja I'm a young hustler Ay, ay, ah S'part of why I decided to make you my wife Gotta make the dough We gotta bake the dough We gotta put the bread on the