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ALLOW ME

Medikal, Shatta Wale & Kojo Funds

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"ALLOW ME." - Medikal, Shatta Wale & Kojo Funds

Thursday, 15 October 2026, 10:42 pm

Album: HEALING

Track No: 04

I ain't a killer but don't push me
I be tryna make money with the Broski's
Melisa, Stephy I said no phone calls, don't vex me
They can't do it like us, us wanna move dem mad
When they see me they pass
Trust me when they see me they pass
She say you are welcome
I no come, you no come, how come
Hwɛ ne goods, more than Melcom
Nkyene wɔm adɛn wo te Saltpond?
Feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarettes
Big bumbum figure eight
Allow me to feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarette
Big bumbum figure eight
Megye m'ani oo, megye m'ani oo, megye m'ani te sɛ optician
Mo twa me ntorɔ oo mo twa me ntorɔ oo mo twa me ntorɔ te sɛ politicians
Megye m'ani oo, megye m'ani oo, megye m'ani te sɛ optician
Mo twa me ntorɔ oo mo twa me ntorɔ oo mo twa me ntorɔ te sɛ politicians
See we just blow, we got a job
Man still cold, what a block
South London dudes love blacks
Dem say mi afi pay tax, me say what for?
Dem say me girl dem bad
Some extort us, some do fraud
We have red sign do not cross
We not sleep cus a full night frass, yeah
So we just go for the millions
Once mi dawg dem reach the trillions
We know the real few friends and the silly ones
I'm not a mansion t thief I go for the buli van
Any time we step in the Trinidad
The girl make me feel big like a genie God
Have you ever seen a Christian who's not a beleiver?
Check the demeanor wow wow wow wow
Feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarettes
Big bumbum figure eight
Allow me to feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarette
Big bumbum figure eight
East London boy, gyaldem ah blood
Got the gyalie I like the way she on top
Get the money, stack the money, get it non-stop
Get the paper girl a be the answer
Rapapapam me say rapapapam
Make we feel irie, roll up the ganja
Thick body girl make you shake your body yeah
Big breats big thighs you be my medicine
Yeah check the zaza, tell me would you rather
Million or billion, imagine all the Prada
Yeah they call me Yaya all they call me father
Me I want the whole meal, me I want the plata
Feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarettes
Big bumbum figure eight
Allow me to feel irie
Allow me to feel irie
Smoke dem like cigarette
Big bumbum figure eight

Writer(s): Charles Nii Armah Mensah Jnr, Errol Kojo Bellot & Samuel Adu Frimpong.

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