Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vicoka
Vicoka
Performer
Christopher Victory
Christopher Victory
Lead Vocals
Hallé
Hallé
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Victory
Christopher Victory
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shallythechampion
Shallythechampion
Producer
Prod_Zubby
Prod_Zubby
Producer
Emtunes
Emtunes
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Life no easy for Port Harcourt
Food for the table my mama does
Even as a nwatakiri
She go dey waka from Borokiri to Transamadi
Just to feed us
My papa sef, he leave us
Them no want, so, they cut off o
Cut off like scissors o
[Verse 2]
Me I go fit die for my mama cause
Me I no wan cry say my mama loss
Me I go fit kill for my mummy
Mummy wipe your tears I am sorry
The person you are looking is a bad boy
But when em mama talk na attention
Anything you talk na your concern
All my decisions na for mummy
[Chorus]
She been dey hawk from Transamadi
Then move down to Borokiri
She no go let me anyanmiri
Oh why I love you oh my mummy
[Chorus]
She been dey hawk from Transamadi
Then move down to Borokiri
She no go let me anyanmiri
Oh why I love you oh my mummy
[Verse 3]
Let me tell you where the story started from
My daddy died and left mummy to cater for
The pressure been dey choke me as the only son
Aboy don dey hustle with a little gun
[Verse 4]
But I know oh I know
Say them wan hear say I don fall
But I shame my foes
I stand strong, I be warrior
[Bridge]
Omah Lay, one time for you
Oluwa Burna, legend iyo
Ajebo be the hustlers
We dey hustle hard
We look dey up to you
[Bridge]
Omah Lay, one time for you
Oluwa Burna, legend iyo
Ajebo be the hustlers
We dey hustle hard
We look dey up to you
[Chorus]
She been dey hawk from Transamadi
Then move down to Borokiri
She no go let me anyanmiri
Oh why I love you oh my mummy
[Chorus]
She been dey hawk from Transamadi
Then move down to Borokiri
She no go let me anyanmiri
Oh why I love you oh my mummy
[Outro]
They praying for my death
They praying for my downfall
God dey elevate
Like an elevator
God dey compensate
Every of my effort
Na me dey represent
My people in Port Harcourt
Hustle everyday
Just to feed your companion
We go celebrate
Even if we dey cry blood (If e red o)
House Music
Written by: Christopher Victory
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