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Yeah, uh Who be the Tibidi? Who be the Tibidi? Who be the Tibidi? Oh boy, my baby, whoa Who be the Tibidi? Who be the Tibidi? Come online, my baby No badder, my baby Badman need no thermometer (thermometer) Hot from spring to the summer time (summer time), wah Your girl needs issa BBC (BBC) So, I chop her clean like a cannibal (cannibal), yeah-yeah In case you don't know, I be Blaq' to the 'Bonez (Blaq' to the 'Bonez) I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz) In case you don't know, no dey smoke Igbo Think oh, think oh 'fore you play for my zone Yeah, In case you don't know, I be Blaq' to the 'Bonez (Blaq' to the 'Bonez) I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz) In case you don't know, no dey smoke Igbo Think oh, think oh 'fore you play for my zone Knack am, knack am, knack am, I tеach her carpentry (carpentry) When I chokе her neck, she call me Majesty (Majesty) Me, no like to chop another person thing But, if she come around I give her BBC Boomboclaat, me spread her leg like gymnastics (boomboclaat, me spread her leg like gymnastics) Me part it, eat that booty, me nah care if it's plastic (me part it, eat that booty, me nah care if it's plastic) Long as she, look like Nancy Isime, I put that booty in the air, ah (I put that booty in the air, ah) Badman need no thermometer (thermo-meter) Hot from spring to the summer time, wah Your girl needs issa BBC So, I chop her clean like a cannibal (yeah-yeah) Yeah, In case you don't know, I be Blaq' to the 'Bonez (Blaq' to the 'Bonez) I no be the guy wey the girls dem dey jonz (girls dem dey jonz) In case you don't know, no dey smoke Igbo Think oh, think oh 'fore you play for my zone (think oh, think oh 'fore you play for my zone) (You know what you need?) (A nice hard fuck, that'll bring you back to your fuckin' senses) (Jesus Christ) Ay, uh-uh They told me "toxic music is selling" But, this one no be sales, this is real life, tell 'em Share my pain, then I count my blessin' One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend Shit is real, I don't cuff nobody Shit that I seen, I don't trust nobody, love nobody (love nobody) Just need ah girl with a bangin' body Diana Eneje, come touch this body (uh-uh) I watch her IG with sound off 'Cause man don't want no distractions Thinkin' 'bout how she look takin' backshots (takin' backshots) A lot of girls hate me though, but, I be in the Stu pennin' daily flows (flows) I told her "don't love me too much" but you know these hoes (ah-ah) (Fuckin' asshole) Maybe it's abandonment issues Might need therapy, someone to see to My dad left me, mum had to hustle Let lovin' and money just before breakfast Many thing life taught me before 8:00 sharp I keep many hoes, my life a large acre Never put a bitch before paper They told me "toxic music is selling" But, this one no be sales, this is real life, tell 'em Share my pain, then I count my blessin' One track on the album fit be about your girlfriend Shit is real, I don't cuff nobody Shit that I seen, I don't trust nobody
Writer(s): Stephen Alli Odunayo, Emeka George Akumefule, Inana Ramond Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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