Lyrics

Yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah (genius) Cheesy Vibes pon' this oh-oh-oh Mira Cool (fire girl code) Special They love the vibe, they love the boy (hmm-hmm) They say na only me dey give them what they want I give them banger, they give me ginger (yeah) I started on my own and I know I'm getting there-e-eh They were mean to me Nobody to support or believe in me I see no reason to joke with family, oh yeah They always gat my back all the time (hmm-hmm) We making history, yeah-yeah, we making cash I thank baba God for his gift in me, yeah-yeah, I feel so nice I remember when nobody view my story o (oh) They been dey call me biggy mumu o (oh) Steady bombing on my phone o (oh-oh) Now they feel my vibe, vibe, vibe Oya polapijo konlo Steady bombing on my phone I pick all funds up Everybody feel my vibes I be bad boy oh Onlo, onlo, onlo Oya polapijo konlo Steady bombing on my phone I pick all funds up Everybody feel my vibes I be bad boy oh Onlo, onlo, onlo Check Take some breath and nap on that Talent self na follow come, e no fit hide and that's the fact On your mark, set, you no fit see our back We creating history, wey no go pass even when we depart Boy started from the trenches, back then them no dey send am To grow up wasn't easy like when you wan manage data History we wan create, no be semo, no be eba Prayed for daily bread, now baba don make us the baker We saw the dream and we believed that we could make it Now everywhere don stew, we no be sun, but we dey make heat Stayed determined, like pikin wey dey beg for happy hour Now we dey chop life anyhow, omo, forget table manner (hmm-hmm) We making history, yeah-yeah, we making cash (cash) I thank baba God for his gift in me, yeah-yeah, I feel so nice (nice) I remember when nobody view my story o (oh) They been dey call me biggy mumu o (oh) Steady bombing on my phone o (oh-oh) Now they feel my vibe, vibe, vibe Oya polapijo konlo Steady bombing on my phone I pick all funds up Everybody feel my vibes I be bad boy oh Onlo, onlo, onlo Oya polapijo konlo Steady bombing on my phone I pick all funds up Everybody feel my vibes I be bad boy oh (ye) Ah yah, ah yah, ah yah Say now we making history Reminiscing back, when nobody dey feeling me Them say the girl just dey slack, she no getti heat Now I don dey clear their doubt, like I use veet I payed my dues for this fucking street Yeah, I know the good ones and the baddi beast (oh na-na-na) So shout out to my enemies I can never go back to my former shit Cause If we no tell you the story, you no fit know the history If I no yarn you as e be, you no fit know how e dey be See, If we no tell you the story, you no go know the history If I no yarn you as e be, you no fit know how e dey be, honey We get the vibe, we get the money We ball in style, we party on fleek Back in the days we no get bestie They see the drip, dey call us padi We rolling dice, we making money Balling in style, we party on fleek Back in the days we no get bestie They see the drip, dey call us padi (Body) Ahh-ahh Yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Writer(s): Chidera Ogbuo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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