Kut It

Ha! Haba! (Rufftown Records) It's MOG baby It's Wendy Shay on the beat Sheeii!! I woke up this morning Last night no sleep so am yawning, yeah Them say good morning Buh what is good about this morning? Life no be be fair I no dey sick but me I'm not well eh We cannot complain The system hard so no money dey (na no yawa oo) They wan flop we (na no yawa oo) Girls dey hustle (na no yawa oo) My boy left me (na no yawa oo) We still dey here (I say no yawa oo) Go down low As she dey dance, make e' go down low Forget your worries and go down low Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah Come on kut it (haba!) Come on kut it (frustration) Come on kut it (and depression) Come on kut it (sheeii) Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it) Come on kut it Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it) Come on kut it To my gyalis and ma slay queens Who dey hustle for the money oo Keep you head up and don't cry Baby girl don't worry oo Black woman on the street How do I make it in this heat? Ebe like history wan repeat 'Cos Mama too dey on the street eh Monday to Sunday You work hard but food no dey Same thing but different day You work hard but water no dey (na no yawa oo) They wan flop we (na no yawa oo) Girls dey hustle (na no yawa oo) My boy left me (na no yawa oo) We still dey here (I say no yawa oo) Go down low As she dey dance, make e' go down low Forget your worries and go down low Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah Come on kut it (haba!) Come on kut it (frustration) Come on kut it (and depression) Come on kut it (sheii) Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it) Come on kut it Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it) Come on kut it Go down low As she dey dance, make e' go down low Forget your worries and go down low Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah Go down low As she dey dance, make e' go down low Forget your worries and go down low Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah