Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Son Of Attah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Son Of Attah
Songwriter
Maryam Omolade
Songwriter
Treasure Jerome
Songwriter
Abubakar G. Achile Attah
Songwriter
Lyrics
Chris record
What the fuck you saying right now?
I dey alone Walking on my lane
My light dey shine, they wan off the light
Too many blessings, they can not curse
They no fit pause
Take it by force
Na thunder go fire you
Ah, ah
Na thunder go fire you
Your bros and your papa too
Don't be like a vagabond
Hmm, I go scatter all
Hmm, jaga jaga all
Hmm, pata pata all
I be like issakaba
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
They no fit make me malfunction
They no fit put me for gutter
Ah, ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
They no fit make me malfunction
They no fit gimme concoction
They want to poison my body system
They want to put in, in virus for my body system
They say, "Boy, you are way, way too good
Why are you so, so, so good?"
They want to poison my body system
Otta piya piya oh
They want to, they want to gimme
Otta piya piya oh
Ah, ah
Make I kpeme oh
They no wan, they no wan see me
Walk for Epe oh
Ah, ah
Otta piya piya oh
They want to, they want to gimme
Otta piya piya oh
Ah, ah
Make I kpeme oh
They no wan, they no wan see me
Walk for Epe oh
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
They no fit make me malfunction
They no fit put me for gutter
Ah, ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
Ah
They no fit make me malfunction
They no fit gimme concoction
They want to poison my body system
They want to put in, in virus for my body system
They say, "Boy, you are way, way too good
Why are you so, so, so good?"
They want to poison my body system
They want to poison my body system
They want to put in, in virus for my body system
They say, "Boy, you are way, way too good
Why are you so, so, so good?"
They want to poison my body system
Hmm
Oma igala unche' oh
Written by: Abubakar G. Achile Attah, Daniel James Attah, Jerome Melchizadek, Maryam Omolade, Son Of Attah, Treasure Jerome
