Papa’a ka a ntse a tshela o ntheetse a re ke fofe
O na itse gore ke tlile go fofa ke santse ke le motho
Ga ke na sepe le boDolce and Gabana
Ke ikgantsha ka Sun Goddess le Hip Hop ya mo gae
Ke ngwanyana wa motswana ga ke tshege
Ke ngwanyana wa motswana ke ipela ka tsa setswana
Ga ke tlhoke go kopa tetla
Nnete e tla phela e ntse e ntetla
Ke tlile go fofa ke kgale ke ntse ke leka,
Nnete fela ke gore ke tla dula ke ntse ke leka go fofa
I’m a high flyer I fly with Dolce and Gabana
Or does that really matter?
When my dad was still alive he told me to fly,
He knew I would fly whilst I was still a person.
I don’t care about Dolce and Gabana
I take pride in Sun Goddess and Mzanzi Hip Hop.
I’m a Motswana girl, take me seriously,
I’m a Motswana girl, I take pride in whatever’s Tswana, Zulu, Venda, Xhosa or Sotho.
I don’t need to ask permission,
The truth will always grant me permission.
No really, the truth is I am going to fly, I have long been trying,
No really, the truth is,
I am going to fly.