Letras
Wo wo
Too many things I dey think wo wo
I never talk anything wo wo
Woooooo
Hmmm, on God
This life e sweet but e fit wowo
Man only fit to depend on God
I say
Wo wo
Too many things I dey think, wo wo
I never talk anything, wo wo
Dem don dey do shakiti bobo
Hmmmm, on God
This life e sweet but e fit, wo wo
I pray to God make my blessings fall
Tell the kele do proper
Get the money, live soft life (Ahn ahn)
Say they want to link for vibes
On my neck, it's ice water (Ahn ahhn)
After the club last night (Ahn ahn)
Wake up with hangover (Ahn ahn)
Two Kele for my side (Ahn ahn)
Wey I no fit recognize
Worry me
Omo make nothing worry me
Jah don cover me
So they cannot see me
Kan to ri mi tan mo ti lo ammunition
They hating on my ambition, oh
I'm a sweet sensation
Girls won komije raw
Wo wo
Too many things I dey think, wo wo
I never talk anything, wo wo
Dem don dey do shakiti bobo
Hmmmm, on God
This life e sweet but e fit, wo wo
I pray to God make my blessings fall
This is not another chorus, just another bonus
Mr Nakademus said He wouldn't pay us
After all the work wey I put in for Lagos
I was wilding out and they thought they could tame us
Blame it on features, some underrated us
But it's only 'cause there's nobody that made us
I'm the one that's disturbing artistes on labels
After this I might book me a trip to Seychelles or Antigua
Ma lo pa mi na
Please do not compare an AK to a damn Luger
Alubarika, ni mo n gba proper
Used to take a bike from Mowe straight to Gbagada
Now you dey see me now?
G63s AMG, and my engine make the ladies go, "OMG"
And my tank always on full, e no fit empty