Costa Titch
Uzwa Bathi
[Intro]

[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)

[Post-Chorus: Costa Titch]
Hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block

[Verse 1: Costa Titch]
Ayy
Most these homies they ain't got nothin' to show
Too much talkin' 'bout the life that they ain't livin', that's a troll
When you gettin' booked outside the city then you fuckin' know, that you poppin'
You ain't stoppin' for the lames up at the door
Man, they just fuckin' arrived they ain't even inside
All debates about who's best but they can't say it with their chests
See right through your fuckin' energy
You fake, homie you shady
You ain't reachin' for a handshake, you reachin' for a hand-out
Talk about the bands, all the fans we got a lot
We on top, this list endless, yeah we hot hot hot
[Interlude]
Alright, alright
Hol' hol' hol' up
I'm sorry to interrupt you but I have to say this
Costa Titch, had one of the greatest videos of all time ladies and gentlemen

[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)

[Post-Chorus: Costa Titch]
Hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block

[Verse 2: Phantom Steeze]

[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)
[Post-Chorus: Costa Titch]
Hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block

[Verse 3: Majorsteez]
It's Majorsteez
Majorsteez without the "E"
I just paid my mama bills and he copped the groceries
Nkulunkulu got us poppin', we was prayin' "Lord please!"
We never got degrees but we spendin' school fees
Used to let them n***as hate, now they send apologies
And I'm rockin' Louis V, but my baby proud of me
'Cause I'm hot like a heater
My neck is a freezer
Hot like a heater
My neck is a freezer

Yeah
Yeah, I be with Titch right now
That [?] right now, yeah
Check it out, I just made myself a new account
Started fuckin' hoes that a n***a could only dream about
Baby look at the wrist, ayy, look at the fist, yeah
Water everywhere, you couldn't drip like this, yeah
Water everywhere, you couldn't drip like this, ayy
Water everywhere, you couldn't drip like this
[Chorus: Costa Titch]
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)
Uzwa bathi (Uzwa bathi)
Yeah we hot (Yeah we hot)
Yeah we fuck up every city, every block (Every block)

[Post-Chorus: Costa Titch]
Hot (Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Every block