[Music] Priddy Ugly – Ntja'ka ft. Maglera Doe Boy & MashBeatz

South African singer-songwriter and talented artist, Priddy Ugly, has just released a captivating new song titled "Ntja'ka". This track is an absolute must-have for your Playlist, showcasing Priddy Ugly's incredible talent and creativity. Serving as his latest single for the year 2024, "Ntja'ka" is a true gem that will leave you wanting more.

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Included in Priddy Ugly's highly anticipated project, "DUST", this song holds the prestigious position of being the 2nd track out of the impressive 14 tracks on the album. With its unique sound and infectious energy, "Ntja'ka" stands out as a standout piece within the collection.

Collaborating with award-winning artists Maglera Doe Boy and MashBeatz, Priddy Ugly has created a musical masterpiece that showcases the immense talent of all involved. Each artist brings their own unique style and flair to the table, resulting in a seamless blend of captivating verses and mesmerizing melodies.

The production credits for "Ntja'ka" go to the incredibly talented music producers MashBeatz and Herc Cut The Lights. Their expert touch and attention to detail shine through in every aspect of the song, elevating it to new heights and ensuring a truly unforgettable listening experience.

In conclusion, "Ntja'ka" is a song that demands your attention. With its infectious energy, captivating lyrics, and stellar production, it is a true testament to Priddy Ugly's artistry and musical prowess. Don't miss out on this incredible track - listen and download below.

Priddy Ugly Ntja'ka Lyrics:
I'm with my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha
With my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgatas
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha

You should see the odrop (mwah)
See how top, are the mpahlaz (mwah)
Need a drop top slathla
Playing Hop Scotch in the straata (ishu)
Hao short'a kao tlatsa
Watch your walk, ntwana watch your praata
South Ah like the Gaza
Maphra, ntwana you could sata
My grandmama in Luanda
Said, "Mi casa e tu a casa" (avo)
Mfana nothing for mahala (at all)
Turn di rand'ta into kwanza (gwala)
People die for the gwala
Brothers make you sing like Bala (bafana)
Utlwa go lla Palafala
Bafana ba ha bana zaka (sies)
See, my young jita caught a lick
Bantita for a brick
Mamacita bought some tits
A cheetah can't applaud a bitch
Must've thought it was a pit
Named my dog 'Nike', and never saw a tick
None like me, in whatever sport, it is
Tryna sign me, give me effort for a hit
Maverick Seizure doing edits on the pic
Going stupid, 'cause they told me, "Dumb it down"
Be the hottest when the summer come around
I need commas, commas in my bank account
Counting numbers, numbers in a fat amount
My dawg
If you get bitten it isn't my fault
It's the decision of God
Don't get your feelings involved

With my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha
With my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgatas
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha

Qeta ho tsoha hakena planne
Step one? Kena bata
Ha nka thola ya legaqo?
Step two? Glera o naja
You don't wanna go to war
Niggas poor here, o tla sata
In Pitori with the Pounds
Transi ya Matjala? Sosh Plata (faka punyete)
Niggas hot 'cause ba bata
Nna ke mo radio'ng Bachucada
Gold teeth, Don Dada
Might mix the Louis V ka Nevada
Fourty Crooks Alibaba
I do not buy my jewels on Ali Baba
Reposado shots go, "Kra-kra"
All Hail, All Hail
Sean Don over Le Domaine
Gourmet
I be cooking niggas sauté
Saw loss, I want more gain
Saw a lot, I don't want pain
I just want chains, I just want change
More drip, grew up in the drains
Young trap God ordained
No guts, no glory, it's all game
Vetements
Balmain
Balmains
With the Bulls running Ole
Baby cuzzo got it broad day
Nigga this the colosseum ya bo gabadiya and we hot, propane
With my dawg by the domain
With my dawg, ende re baie
Dalmatian

My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgata
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha
With my dawgs
My hond, di ntja'ka
Sparapara in a Porsche
Pasop, for the kgatas
You don't wanna go to court
For a kop, of the dagga
They shot the homie in the kop
Need a mop, for his matha