Soweto (Sped Up)

Mad!

Call all your brokoto no go dey slogodo oh

Body dey draw me like ogbono oh

Body dey rise my tonono oh

I say call all your brokoto no go dey slogodo oh

Girlie dey burst my bololo oh

Girl make I salute your commodore oh

Girl if you balanciego, I give you paper

Oh, no go do me Diego, my Maradona

Girl if I lap your Soweto, na Maphorisa

Girlie your back e be tornado

And I go follow your craze go, craze go

Tunde don dey craze oh

Eh, for your waist oh

And I go pay for your lace oh

Go dey for your ways oh

Tunde don dey craze oh

Eh, for your waist oh

I go pay for your lace oh (Pay for your lace oh)

Whine your waist o Tomiwa

Igbodare Chidera

Aboki babe Mutumina

If she get nyash, I go carry am

Let me check your area, wеtin dey your cylinder?

20KG each onе, when I fill the gas I go carry am

But something must to kill a man, a man must die

People wey kill Jesus Christ, common soldiers

Your Aba, Onitsha and Iweka, I wan go there

'Cause whenever I look in your eyes, nothing I see inside than your nyash

My village people hating, hating your waist, they can't tolerate it

My girlie no dey mercy, mercy for wetin

Your type be no plenty

Girl, if you balance