Letras

It's Kel P. vibes
Thank God for the weekend, I'm on a control number
I get shayo, and all the girls know I control number
Thank God for the homies, say we dey control numbers
'Cause when we get down, say when we get down, control numbers
Shout out to my O.G. Bola wey dey rep me for Zanga
And to my **** in the street all day wey dey show me the lamba
Those days we dey stay pon groove, we dey prowl in a Honda
Some of demma look us under until a bad man turn to a wonder
I like to chill, I like to bullshit
I like to change you back with no cookies
I like to sip, I like to bow
I like the girls with swag and big butt, yeah
I like to bullshit, I like to party
I like to fuck tonight and get naughty
I like to, I like to
Bring your pretty face over here
Let me take you home like is over there
Girl, you got me locked down over here
Girl, you got me locked down over here
(Jagz) Shawty got a lot through the weekend
**** shawty go deep when we freaking
Got me through the city, Miami vice 2
Right cool, nobody bring it like my **** Ice do
Japping through everybody, show the bill, yeah
Job is perfect, smoking's got them chill, yeah
I see other **** still gettin' killed, yeah
Keep flowing, **** rolling like a wheelchair
**** fresh out the store, not the cheap way
And we'll beat it, more figures each year
No matter what part of the world, take the bitch there
On a white Range Rover like it's bleach there
Midnight bailer, be the mic killer
Sexy girl, them smoke sensimilla
Sex that milla with Henessy milla
But the taler, milla need the milla
Thank God for the O.G. them, wey dey pour me shayo
Shey my sola say you know me, me I no go play you wayo
Thank God say we no carry last and we still dey faji
Them no for call me Alhaji, them for dey laugh me for yardi
No be say me I Holy, no be say na me be the baddest
For my city dem dey respect me, I be Christopher Wallace
Thank God say we sleep at night and we wake in the morning
Can't explain my life I dey make my money, omo one by one
Thank God for the weekend, I'm on a control number
I get shayo, and all the girls know I control number
Thank God for the homies, say we dey control numbers
'Cause when we get down, say when we get down
It's S-T-G
Written by: Jesse Abaga, Panshak Zamani
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