Lyrics

Ah ah. Move. Ah ahh ... Aban adin mpo . Uh uhh uhh... Hehe Sↄmi. Call me Kofi Kinaata Its B2 baby, Twist! Feel that Ↄrikↄdu. Dope Nation Thank God I'm a winner o Thank God for the money eh Ah thank God for the girle oh Wey come wey no chop all my money ah Thank God for my mommy eh As are the days I no hungry eh Even if life makes some way Mama di pray for me eh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Thank God for my life oh mana As I dey pray for my daily manner We no dey fear, everywhere make dry But man still dey, still fresh oh Thank God for the hoods days No reply and the blue ticks M'anu mbↄ But now I cruise in your dream car With a new chick Awurade wo ne me last stop Eno be fair if you no reach the bus stop Face mouth you for take the mask off You think we are free but we still in handcuffs Make we dey run but then still we can't walk Make we dey shout but then still we can't talk You claim you be gatekeeper you get the key God dey we go break the padlock The enemy can't stop, ooh lie Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Aban adin mpo Na rushing tↄwo boasi Ah hwԑ ma me dwen ho mpo a me nti asi Aka obi nkua dԑbia na disaster oh Efrono na wo twen wo duro fom But still naa me yԑ bus Sԑ won ndi Picanto haha Bԑ kal mbirԑ na yԑl startling Wo si wo nua nka wo ho a wↄn passing wo Buh me nya abotale ntwen ma obi mma me pass Nti ԑka me wo oh, nka me wo oh me tackle Boga boga boga yeah ke hwe won Nyԑ aye na yԑn wo da no Hustlers na street from nyinaa Wo nfa gidi nka sԑ afi ye I fi to do without God ah, Ntԑ Trasacco di obia nkase ԑyԑ neighbor Baba God ah (God ah) Ntԑ UK na yԑle ba ho a yԑ gi visa (gi visa) Deliver Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Thank God I'm a winnero Thank God for the money Thank God for the girle oh Wey come wey no chop all my money ah ahh Thank God for my mommy ah As are the days wey I no hungry Even if life make some way Mama dey pray for me eh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee) Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Writer(s): Michael Boafo, Tony Boafo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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