Oleku (feat. Brymo)

Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh Ice Prince Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Ice Prince Ice, Ice, Ice Prince (I'm 'bout to explode) (I'm 'bout to explode) (I'm 'bout to explode) Brymo (I'm 'bout to explode) (I'm 'bout to explode) (I'm 'bout to explode) eh, ah Ice Prince Zamani Oleku, tell me something wey I no fit do Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu Monini, monini, modeji, modeji I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea Okay, I'm so interesting It's why they say that I'm the next thing So even on features, I'm impressing People do hate but I'm a flexing Yeah, I learned the lesson The throw mean shots, but I'm a chesting I'm far from pop, my pop is resting My flow so bad my tongue is vexing, yeah No one is testing I'm best by far is what I'm guessing (uh) One, two, three, I win like wrestling How can I lose? I'm with the best team, yeah I'm the boy with the fire DJ's give me more spin than a tyre Seen it all, done it all sang in the choir Feeling like I'm tenor here only go higher, yeah O-o-o-oleku, now tell me something wey I no fit do Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu Monini, monini, modeji, modeji I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea Okay, its so exciting The game's been dull, but I'm igniting Positive flow, I'm so attracting Whether freestyles or even writing, yeah I put my life in, the bread don't cut I put the knife in My left hand weak, I put the right in And take my bars from J to Brighton, ah! I see the lightning I know sometimes the rain is frightening No matter how hard the seed is ripening So when you hear Icy Prince, you hype him, yeah! I don try plenty, I dey rap, I dey sing, I dey come MC There's too many songs, and I'm never empty Na you chop stone if you want tempt me Oleku, tell me something wey I no fit do Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu Monini, monini, modeji, modeji I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea Okay, I'm so contagious, and no one's done this good in ages I put my foot in hell, courageous Too many verse like bible pages, yeah And I hope they play this So I can grow up from low to apex Until my account is fat and shapeless Too many songs, but mine is latest, yeah So love my haters I'm getting my cake, I'm on the cake list Beating my chest, I'm on the Ape list You should be honoured and bow to greatness, yeah See my name's getting famous My team's fire men, you cannot flame us Na baba God work, you cannot blame us It's in vain when haters try aim us, yeah! Oleku, now tell me something wey I no fit do Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu Monini, monini, modeji, modeji I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea Chocolate city, doctor Obus on the mix, baby