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Dat kind thing na Just this morning when I wake up I pray to God Cux there was nothing to take chop I walk down to my neighbor For labour She say welcome to lagos E don tay o e don tay o When dis hustle go pay E no go good person no see food cha o This kind thing dey pain E don tay A e don dey tay o I hope this hustle go pay How e for be we no dey see loud buy This time we for craze First born, no food for Malle table We've choose to be righteous No mean say we disable But what's life Malle no get money she dey loan We gat work hard To free her from d debt she dey owe My first son I hope u know say U don graduate I sell my wrapper train u for school Na him u take graduate Well that's a blessing Na God mercy And I hope u no go leave us Go follow Blessing Pass me my lighter Me light up my ganger Wonipe awa local Won ari ise oluwa Abracadabra Me no be magician Oluwa lohun shola Olorun de lohun showa Wear my sutanaa Mogba churchii lor Holy father Bami tannaa Wear my sutanaa Mogba churchii lor Holy father Bami tannaa uh E don tay o e don tay o When this hustle go pay E no go good person no see food cha o This kind thing dey pain E don tay A e don dey tay o I hope this hustle go pay How e for be we no dey see loud buy This time we for craze Ah Angel Michael, pass me your lighter Make I blow some trees You know we've been grinding everyday Even for night self men no dey sleep Wear my sutanaa Mogba churchii lor Holy father Bami tannaa Wear my sutanaa Mogba churchii lor Holy father Bami tannaa uh E don tay a, eh Dat kind thing na Jor uh When this hustle go pay?
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