Kele (feat. Johnny Drille)

Fine boy with a dark skin

Bad man you a strong ting

The way you hold you gaze

From across the room

Your papa must be king ooh

And your mama must be queen eeh

Coz you're royalty and you made me crazy

Drip like sugar

Smell like honey

Taste like butter

East African Girl

Nigerian man

You're driving me crazy

Drip like sugar

Smell like honey

Taste like butter

East African Girl

Nigerian man

You made me be your

KELE KELE KELE

(I wanna be your)

KELE KELE KELE

(Ooh baby baby I wanna be your)

KELE KELE KELE

(Baby)

KELE KELE KELE

Fine girl from East Africa

Original from the motherland

When you look at me

I see your destiny

You've been born from the sea oooh

And your skin is the sand eeeh

With your beauty you drive me crazy

Drip like sugar

Smell like honey

Taste like butter

Nigerian man

East African Girl

Would you be mine

Drip like sugar

Smell like honey

Taste like butter

Nigerian man

East African Girl

Could you be mine

KELE KELE KELE

Could you be my

KELE KELE KELE

Could you be my

KELE KELE KELE

Could you be my

KELE KELE KELE

Could you be mine

KELE KELE KELE

KELE KELE KELE

KELE KELE KELE

KELE KELE KELE