Lyrics

Yeah, round one Oh God I'm a rude boy, yeah not nice Baby girl, je ka lo si France Me is not nice Sip my drinks like I'm playing hockey, yeah, on ice I swear that I always tell the truth no lies They be scratching head to figure out my p no lice Waste man imma take you out like it's a prom night You cannot steal my shine even if you off light Me and BOJ doing battle but make e no cause fight Awon boys wey dey look for trouble causing kasala And they wanna put sand sand inside my cassava Won kpe mi le ajebo, kpon mi ki she regular Mo ma lo fork and knife ti ba fe je amala Oh God Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Oh God Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Oh God Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Mo ma lo fork and knife ti ba fe je amala Some people think I'm odd What do they even know Spending all the money I collected from a show Word to greatness I'm in London rocking native Back to basics when I'm swagging in the latest More than?????? I'm super saiyan when I'm going super saiyan Teezee I got the bars like Memphis I dey floss no dentist I dey shaku with Naomi Now they wanna know me These niggas really on me That's what they tend to see Bring that Jameson nigga fuck that Hennessy Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Oh God Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Oh God Mo man je amala Mo man je amala Mo ma lo fork and knife ti ba fe je amala Some people think I'm odd What do they even know Spending all the money I collected from a show I got the loud, duby got the blow We've been doing this for seven days in a row Alhaji popping got the pussy popping When the club is rocking You know we up to something ah I got the Jameson running ah And you know I got the munchies o Mo fe je amala Mo fe je amala ay Mo fe je amala Mo fe je amala ay Mo fe je amala Mo fe je amala Mo ma lo fork and knife ti ba fe je amala Oh God
Writer(s): Akitoye Balogun, Bolaji Ojudokan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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