Dress without a base is a coat
It is better to bow your back
Those styles are glued together
You better shake hands

Waists of Kitanga and Mvita
They are not moving at all
I have to borrow a dress
I stop them they feeling bad

Round Round Round
Round and Round oh
Juicy mango, my friend juicy mango
Juicy mango, see my juicy mango

Round Round Round
Round and Round oh
Juicy mango, my friend juicy mango
Juicy mango, see my juicy mango

Play play mum you play
Play play mum you play

Mmh I say baby you are naughty
You don’t like cabbage baby you like carrots
The way you are fire, you striked me a shot
Let’s go play the board
Mama it takes two to tango
I am myself and I am

Eating one by one is the sweetness of nuts
With her kanga shape, love of Tanga
Soft skin rich kid
Take a picture of Instagram and post it
The cement has dried like robot
So let me explain

As I play kayamba
The waist has beads
He knows like a danga
Bewitched to the  witch doctor

Sweet mango, my dear sweet mango
Sweet mango, my dear sweet mango

Round Round Round
Round, Round, Round
Sweet mango my dear sweet mango
Sweet mango my dear sweet mango

Round, Round, Round
Round, Round, Round

Play mum you play
Play play mum you play

As I play kayamba
The waist has beads
He knows like a danga
Bewitched to the  witch doctor

As I play kayamba
The waist has beads
He knows like a danga
Bewitched to the  witch doctor