Tadow Fkj, Masego

Baby like oh
How’d you do the thing?
The way that you do it and she ain’t even show
Nothing
She be walking round so confident, so heaven-sent
I think she was meant to knock 'em dead like (Tadow) (Tadow)
Like (Tadow) (Tadow)
Girl you so fine (Tadow)
Ohhh (Tadow) (Tadow)
Girl you acting like oh (Tadow) (Tadow)
Baby so fine (Tadow) (Tadow)
Mrs. Lady (Tadow) (Tadow)
Girl you knock 'em dead (Tadow) (Tadow)
Ohh yeahh
She was so sublime
Super fine
She was never lying
Strutting in her heels
Or her slides either way
Eyes on her every single day, week, year
Everyone wondering how she does it with no fear
All that confidence was it heaven-sent
Does it come within?
Does it come run out?
I don’t know
She’ll just have 'em runnin'
Out and in man they want to sin
Talking deadly sin
With Mrs. lady I don’t understand
Why she hit 'em like (Tadow) (Tadow)
Yeah, like (Tadow) (Tadow)
Girl you knock em dead (Tadow) (Tadow)
Ohhh (Tadow)
How you do it like you do it (Tadow) (Tadow)
Yeah yeah (Tadow) (Tadow)
Baby you knock em dead (Tadow) (Tadow)
I love you so Baby (Tadow)
Yeah yeah, Ohh
(Tadow)