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Yeah yeah mmm yeah yeah Ahh yeah aah yeah Ahh yeah Sista Afia As I dey wake up early in the morning Very strong after yawning I dey pray to baba make he dey bless my hustle ooh papa See I no want depend on anyone I want make money on my own See my hard work alone make you dey bless my hustle ooh papa Some people go slay go fraud but no want do none of the above ooh Me my music is all I dey do so bless me with hit upon hit ooh See some people go dey steal others go Depend on the man for their success ooh But my trust is in you Make you they bless my hustle ooh papa We dey hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me lazy pikin If Eno be money then call me later Hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me fool If Eno be money then call me later Money is the root of evil but poverty never go be option ooh As I dey work for money make money alone go be my portion We go dey wanna grinde we go hustle go pay we go count the money Somebody go tell mummy make she no cry make is smile for me I go make am proud I go make she go drive on the range and the Benz oh All I need be the strength so make baba God add me some sense I say I go make am proud I go make She go drive on the range and the Benz oh All I need be the strength so make baba God add me some sense We dey hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me lazy pikin If Eno be money then call me later Hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me fool If Eno be money then call me later (Victor AD) When you see me talking about this money wetin my eyes don see My brother no dey change am for me When you see me talking about this Stars and cars wetin my eyes don see My brother no dey change am for me Cos person wey don suffer supposed get sense As you dey work hard the you supposed give sense If them close all the gate the you Supposed your friends Awurade ee boa me Cos person wey don suffer supposed get sense As you dey work hard the you supposed give sense If them close all the gate the you Supposed your friends Awurade ee boa me Eeh thank God I don't look like what I have bee Through them be want give me things I no go fit chew But baba God eput am away Awurade ee boa me We dey hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me lazy pikin If Eno be money then call me later Hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me fool If Eno be money then call me later Hustle for the paper e for be now or never mama no born me fool If Eno be money then call me later Hustle for the paper Cedi and dollars Mama no born me lazy pinkin If Eno be money then call me later
Writer(s): Lee Dixon, Christopher Gholson, Miguel Scott, William Roberts, Alonzo Mathis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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