You see we bleed with a smile

Whether we live or we die

Just give me wings I would fly

And feel my feet touch the sky

I see the meek in your pride

Show me the side that you hide

Yeah I see the tears in your eyes

I see you still in denial

But tonight we making a toast

We're clinking glasses making a toast

Would you be my guest let a real man host

We celebrating tonight before we turn ghost

Raise your hennessy

My African Queen put a crown on melanin

I see African dreams when I sleep Martin Luther King

Cus I want power put the time and energy

Yeah, I want power before I turn ghost

Like St Patrick cus I'm all about green I know I'm a lost soul

Don't judge me cause I know only God knows

I no dey looseguard always on my ten toes

Yea yea yeah

Put your hands in the air for a quick second

Bend your waist for a deep lesson

Baby make sounds like a stu session

Make sounds like a stu session

Raise your glass for the nights special

Raise your glass we won by a big margin

Baby raise your sound like a stu session

Making a toast, making a toast

Bring back a melody yeah

Bring back the memory yeah

We making a toast