Lyrics

I Its your boy surex kiss opor Zheer Surboi movement Eii Listen Get money stay high nigga i no want fall I came from the bottom tell me why i go they form Never underrate a nigga, nigga you no be God I chase the money all time no time for love Always in my zone nigga, tell them don't bother me Smoke loud, get high, nigga don't halla me I just want the real bag, stick to my team I don't wanna go back God help me Is it my fault that i don't fuck with your gees anymore? More more more more more more more Money go drop, we go pop we no go hide anymore Two seconds e go take e go burst Is it my fault that i don't fuck with your gees anymore? More more more more more more more Money go drop, we go pop we no go hide anymore Two seconds e go take e go burst Baba this year no go pass me by Show me love me self wan they dubai Buy those things wey my mates them buy Build house, buy car, make mama smile Baba this year no go pass me by Show me love me self wan they dubai Buy those things wey my mates them buy Build house, buy car, make mama smile Am just a poor boy from the street, no helper no job Work work work like rihana opor Them no believe the boy two seconds e burst Give them gbedu make them dance their legwork Now they feeling the vibes From east to malay When you hear the gbedu baby shake your bumbay Ehh Say shake your bumbay Ehhh Na you run am for my gees baba run am for me Anyhow e be still they put am for me Aza they ground baba me make you put am for me Ah need the kind of money wey go make poverty vex That kind money i go get wey go make poverty stress So steady working no time to sleep Hustle stack up then later i drip Show them small acting make them think say na film Baba this year no go pass me by Show me love me self wan they dubai Buy those things wey my mates them buy Build house, buy car, make mama smile Baba this year no go pass me by Show me love me self wan they dubai Buy those things wey my mates them buy Build house, buy car, make mama smile Shoutout to my niggas wey they show me good love Shoutout to my fans wey they show me real love Without them the boy for don drop Without them all my bars na flop Shoutout to my niggas wey they show me real love Shoutout to my people wey they show me real love Without them the boy for don drop Without them all my bars na flop Omoiyami jimasun Omo ologo jimasun
Writer(s): David Nwachukwu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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