Текст песни
Calling me a cannibal is nothing short of me
I can be a beast and I can be a fucking G
Look into my resumè, their blood is on my teeth, sweet
Odumodu, mix with Nutri-C
I say na many bitches been dey lap me, ela on a regs on code (Telz)
Dem say na many leeches for your body, make you dey-dey pam on low
(Fun'-Fun'-Fun'-)
Back in '93, my mama talk say I for kpai, guy
Doctor, pastor, tell her it's a lie
Tell her say him destiny dey written from the time
Written in the sky, my brother, shove it in their eyes
Make them aproko, make dem dey feel like say ojúkòkòrò
I dey Makoko, Unilag, I been dey blow cocaine
Picture me like Booker T, fighting for my Tutolin
Tramadol and Ruphinor, before you pass my corridor
Ṣò ti gbọ?
Causing kasala since when I buss up on the scene
Make he show me something wey man never see
Yeah, I been dey hustle, yeah, my brother till e be
Say mama go kpai, ọmọ, ájè, I no believe
Light one big Mary-J, make I cool down
And I'm steady counting all the money for the stress now
Gotta keep it pushing, yeah, my guy, you know the drill
Call 30 bitches, make them gather for the thrill
Yeah, na Big Wiz, Big Kala, man na big time
Spend big money for the wrist, I still no get time
Yeah, you know say me, I'm addicted to the late life
And na the music been save me from the street life
Back in the days, skuchies make my mind dey sweet
Do it proper, dey for Shrine to put my mind at ease
Yeah, ẹ gb'ọmọ mèji funmi, you know as e be na
Now when you dey as you dey lick am, e dey sweet
Many things dey happen, mò lè ṣháláyè
Make I call one or two, make we trábáyè
Make you run up the bottle, Wiz Baba dey
Say na big Wiz and big Kala dey oh
Ọmọgè wọn jò, dem dey dance on me
You know we come here with many men o
And you know trouble, we no run away from
Yeah, ṣò má ná'wò, ò má ṣháláyè ò
Wá jò ò, make we keep it on low
Who dey stay glass house, no dey throw stones
Make you no catch feelings inside
Girl, I dey for the night, when I come dey reply
One love, for my people, one love
You know big Wiz, I dey make dem come round
You know I dey talk my mind
Hide no feelings inside
Never apologize
Causing kasala since when I buss up on the scene
Make he show me something wey man never see
Yeah, I been dey hustle, yeah, my brother till e be
Say mama go kpai, ọmọ, ájè, I no believe
Light one big Mary-J, make I cool down
And I'm steady counting all the money for the stress now
Gotta keep it pushing, yeah, my guy, you know the drill
Call 30 bitches, make them gather for the thrill
Yeah, na big Wiz, big Kala, man na big time
Spend big money for the wrist, I still no get time
Yeah, you know say me, I'm addicted to the late life
And na the music been save me from the street life
Back in the days, skuchies make my mind dey sweet
Do it proper, dey for Shrine to put my mind at ease
Yeah, ẹ gb'ọmọ mèji funmi, you know as e be na
Now when you dey as you dey lick am, e dey sweet
Baba, calm down
Rọrá, ò titò
Black sheep forever, black sheep for life
Izgaaju 'til we kpeme, Antiworld Gangstars
GE Records, you get me?
Odumodublvck
Kala, na Kala
Hm, mm-mm