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Bo mi din ma me Oh no... You dey feel am? AMG baby sweg Eerr ah ah ah eeerr! Beyond control Ah, King King Promise yeah Obi nka kyerɛ ɔdɔ yewu sɛ, w'awia m'akoma oo And nobody go break us up oo yeah (nobody go break us up oo yeah) Obi nka kyerɛ Akoley Ake, Me si m'ewu ama no And girl I never see your type oo (I never see your type oo) Ɛno nti. Baby ayekoo Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die Baby ayekoo! Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die Bɔ me din ma me! Yoo ah Forget the Susupons Baby, adɛn wo hyɛ uniform? Too much class, when she put it on me Come and feel like a unicorn (wow) Honeymood abi the sota Fresh belley lean girl, ebi like she from Volta She say make I take am to the altar She say make I no dey play am, ɔdɔ me nyɛ Drougba (ah!) Wɛ ho bi da? I was blind now you make I see the future Baby take a picture Make I put on Insta; put on Twitter Make I show them the definition of a diva (What!) Your back like plantation (Gogo) Put that waist on rotation (Gaga) On point like punctuation Baby you deserve the standing ovation (Na w'ada?) Baby ayekoo Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die Baby ayekoo Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die w'ati Ɔdɛ nyɛ ntɔkwa Ɔdɔ yɛ ahobraseɛ Obi Oti m'asi Ɛma me ahosɛpɛ Nti na woyɛ number 1 Ɔdɔ yewu number 1 Mesi Ɔdɔ nyɛ ntɔkwa Ɔdɔ yɛ ahobraseɛ Obi Oti m'asi Ɛnyɛ sɛ ahoɔfɛ Nti na woyɛ number 1 ee Ɔdɔ yewu number 1 oo Aaahh! Your back like plantation Turn around on rotation Baby girl you deserve, a standing ovation Ɛno nti. Baby ayekoo Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die Baby ayekoo! Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die w'ati Yo! All the pretty thing you do (yeah yeah) That be why I no dey take you for a fool (daabi) Ɔdɔ yewu, we be one, no be two Girl I never see your type, to be honest that's the truth (real talk that's the truth) All my ex's be taking a pills They see that I love you is making them sick A trip to Hawaii A trip to Dubai In few months, baby I'm expecting a cake oh Baby ayekoo Ɔdɔ ayekoo Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die Baby ayekoo (ɔdɔ yewu eh) Ɔdɔ ayekoo (ɔdɔ yewu eh) Baby I never see your type My girl I like your vibe For your love in I go die w'ati
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Samuel Frimpong, Gregory Newman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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