Got my hands full of money, can't even handshake (I got my hands)
I'm getting cake, and no be say na my birthday
I hold ground, can make it shake just like the earthquake
I'm still the mo'fucking best, even in my worst day
Head of Medusa on my feet
If no be money conversation, make it short like a skit
For those talking from the toilet, man, you can't tell me shit
That's sucks, but, I can see that they smelling defeat
I tell the baby sitter, "Off set and leave the baby in the sitting room"
Off skirt, let's do a quickie, cos I'm leaving soon
Yeah, I be the only one wey she dey listen to
And whenever I'm calling, shawty got me as her ringing tone
Oh Lord! Buss it, buss it, buss it, all over baby
She ain't even come in my ride, but still, I drove her crazy
Na kitchen counter she ride, ride, ride on the big stick
I put the panties aside and the rest was history
Now, what you know about a Naija bobo?
Omo, UK go know wetin be naira or kobo, when I pound her (What she say?)
She wants to own me, like my founder (So, wetin you do?)
Change am for her, like Mr Dauda
Yeah! Buss it down, Tatiana (Who you be?)
Omo Naija Americana (Where you at?)
I'm on a low, with a pie in Cubana (Cameraman)
Don't take a picture or I'll break the camera
I say X-O, X-O, X-O in my system
I'm so- I'm so high, I'm hugging and kissing
My ex-girlfriend in the VIP section (Woah)
Sweeping them off their feet, like say na we win election (No go jonse)
What happens in the club, stays in the club (The end)
Don't want you to wake up and start hitting me up (Yeah, she do, what you do?)
Cos I'mma screen that motherfucker (You got no time for what?)
I got no time for ex-girl or drama (What momma gotta do?)
Mummy, I need you to change my nanny
The one wey no fit fit in her panties, wey get big punani (Why?)
So, anytime I'm hungry, I don't need to eat cerelac (Whatchu want?)
I no want golden morn, I want only morning knacks (You ain't what?)
You ain't shit, y'all been losing, ****, I been winning (I'm the what?)
I'm the shit, got to change my diaper every minute
Yeah, I fit deposit for inside Tyra Banks
And I'm in charge, anywhere, they take me like a powerbank
You're older than me, but, don't talk to me like you my dada (What you do?)
Walk out on a ****, fuck a drive by (Baby, know it)
No go vex me, egbon, abeg, take your time, time (What you gotta give?)
Give yourself brain, like Mr Einstein
Oh gee, don't let a low **** lose control
You getting old, when you should leave them new **** alone
You got it when you was popping
Was sad that you **** copy
You drinking when **** gulping
You started, but we ain't stopping
I'm a shark, you a dolphin
I put you right in a coffin
Once I do it like it's nothing
I let the dogs do the barking
When I pop in, it's popping
I mess you up, leave you farting
Shat on yourself, ****
Now, you need a babysitter, bitch!
Yeah!
Codename Volume 2, on the way, bitch
Writer(s):
Aboriomoh Femi Raymond.
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