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Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dave
Stimme und Gesang
Boj
Stimme und Gesang
Joe Reeves
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Joe Reeves
Songwriter:in
Bolaji Odojukan
Songwriter:in
David Orobosa Omoregie
Songwriter:in
Jonathan Kweku Awote-Mensah
Songwriter:in
Richard Isong Olowaranti Mbuk Isong
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
JAE5
Produzent:in
Joe Reeves
Produzent:in
P2J
Co-Produzent:in
Leandro Hidalgo
Mischtechniker:in
Colin Leonard
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jonny Leslie
Ingenieur:in
Paroles
JAE5
Look
Anyone weapon formed against me can't prosper
Imposter, I'ma fill 'em with lead
My best friend like Tommy Lee Sparta
I'm in the Gaza just tryna get bread
The Chinese wanna take weh Naija
Most of my people, they struggle in stress
Political corruption
I rise up until there ain't a government left
Cost to be the boss
Even though I'm financed, the man couldn't afford it
15, mummy found my shank
And I nearly got shipped, I was gonna do boardin'
I had a one lightie from Pecks
And a ten-ten Yoruba babe from Shoreditch
If you got a body like Uche
Text me and I'ma pay your father's mortgage
Listen, I'ma pay your uncle's rent
And if rap don't pay then we would've been getting it off of crack cocaine
I don't know how man could chat so brave
Little nigga, you ain't bad, no way
I think me, women, and Italian shoes
Work well together like Maggi and cube
Pretty in pink, but she badder in blue
If you were me, you'd be arrogant too
Óya tété dé
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óya tété dé o
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé o
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé ó ya wéré
No enemy can curse me
Bad energy I give back to the sender
My life lessons must enter Lagos
I gotta go back in December
Club full of girls, I'm tipsy
A brownin' one wanna whine on me and kiss me
How she make it clap is a mystery
I see her pastor, I said, "Jesu Kristi"
I see a man say Christ of Nazareth
I yell, "Ay, your pum pum so fabulous"
First round, I thought I was dead but
It brought man back to life like Lazarus
The way she back up the somethin' and just-ooh, park it
You don't need mirrors and cameras
I've been getting money in from long time
The first rack that he made was laminate
I need my music right now, come on, man
Where is the fucking music?
Óya tété dé
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óya tété dé o
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé o
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé ó ya wéré
Óya tété dé
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óya tété dé o
Jèkin dé, gbówó dé o
Jèkó kpé, óda bi kpé kó kpé kpé kpé
Óda bi kpé ó ya wéré
Writer(s): Richard Isong Olowaranti Mbuk Isong, David Orobosa Omoregie, Jonathan Kweku Awotwe-mensah, Bolaji Ojudokan, Joe Stephen Reeves
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