Dremo – All Work No Play Lyrics

Dremo – All Work No Play Lyrics
All Work No Play
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    "All Work No Play." - Dremo

    Album: All Work No Play - Single
    Track No: 01
    Iyalaya intro
    Emi ti take off, but them still dey find their car key
    Lasgidi grinding, with ma papi
    They hate the way that am winning
    They wanna jack me
    I kick asses you rob port
    Awon t'eyan chappy
    She be bad pikin she's next to crazy, like Maheeda
    I dey all about paper, family, ladies, and liquor
    Black attire like 'Jiga mhenn
    Am jiggi ma niggher
    Watch our passport photo go turn into the bigger picture
    Yes o yes o na so I see ma ex o
    Acting like we' all cool
    She want dey give me XO
    She say she want follow me talk
    I say, I gats to ex o
    O wa n binu, ti mo ti yo, ti mo ti n mu XO
    Your lady likes me on 'Gram, she double-taps me
    On Snapchat, she dey send me things wey you no go like see
    Your lady likes me dey give am for ma backseat
    Still gat the niggher asking 'bout ah padi wey be light-skin
    No o oh, ohh
    Tell Alima make she no dey dull me
    (No dey dull me)
    Laughing to the bank; the money calling
    Hustle everyday and night, we' balling
    We no dey crash until the early morning
    I wanna let you know oh, oh, oh yeah
    Say, All Work and No Play, makes Jack a dondi oh
    It makes Jack a dondi oh
    Oh, uh, oh, oh, ohh
    Who you be? Who you be?
    Ajebo l'ori Street?
    All ma ladies are freaks
    All ma nigghers- legit
    Getting bitchees the dream, living neat is the major key
    I got this se you want make I dey show you receipts?
    Where you dey, when I dey carry bike?
    N'igba ti ko s'oko?
    Oloun! Won o fe ki n n'owo aganran
    Bank account mi ti chop up
    Mo ti l'owo I concur
    Bad belle; won ma wu u bi ikun Jide Kosoko
    Ma game changed now am being paid
    Get me steady, getting that guak
    Mo change game mo tun se
    Mo ja a gba so what? Me
    Ajebo no be Street king
    Mo ba o ja lowo mo o
    And I go hold you down
    Like say the toilet no dey clean enough
    You're on
    Your lady likes me on 'Gram, she double-taps me
    On Snapchat, she dey send me things wey you no go like see
    Your lady likes me dey give am for ma back seat
    Still gat the niggher asking 'bout ah padi wey be dark-skin
    No o oh, ohh
    Tell Alima make she no dey dull me
    (No dey dull me)
    Laughing to the bank; the money calling
    Hustle everyday and night, we' balling
    Oh ohh yea ehh
    We no dey crash until the early morning
    I wanna let you know oh, oh, oh; yeah
    Say, All Work and No Play, makes Jack a dondi oh
    It makes Jack a dondi oh
    Oh, uh, oh, oh, ohh
    All Work and No Play, makes Jack a dondi
    All Play and No Work, makes Jack a dully
    All Work and No Play, makes Jack a dondi
    All Play and No Work, makes Jack a dully

    Writer(s): Dremo.

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