Olamide & Eniola Badmus – Ghetto Bred Lyrics

Olamide & Eniola Badmus – Ghetto Bred Lyrics
Ghetto Bred
Olamide & Eniola Badmus
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    "Ghetto Bred." - Olamide & Eniola Badmus

    Album: Ghetto Bred EP
    Track No: 01
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya
    Eh, ghetto imma sisto ghetto in my blood
    If they try to pack ojomo, mum at all
    If I sick, no dey give me panadol
    Na money be my problem
    I just want to port
    Eh, ghetto imma sisto ghetto in my blood
    If they try to pack ojomo, mum at all
    If I sick, no dey give me panadol
    Na money be my problem
    I just want to port
    Holy Lord o, I want to port o
    I don strive so tey isan kan ti cut o
    Really want o, eje mi si hot o
    A lo n gba lara mi bi takata toju pot o
    That mean photo, when I don dey stunt o
    If you no dey feel me corching, make ya report o
    Bros, hot o
    Ehn, bront o una papa no reach
    Una go pay for me like whot o
    When you see oga dey come, do the tuale
    When you see baddo dey come, do the twale
    When you see efele come, do the twale
    Do the twale
    Alaye do the twale
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya
    Eh, ghetto imma sisto ghetto in my blood
    If they try to pack ojomo, mum at all
    If I sick, no dey give me panadol
    Na money be my problem
    I just want to port
    Eh, ghetto imma sisto ghetto in my blood
    If they try to pack ojomo, mum at all
    If I sick, no dey give me panadol
    Na money be my problem
    I just want to port
    Dem say no sleep for the wickedede
    Me I be like Young Jonn, I'm wickedede
    Then my liver strong, never wickedede
    O boy, I get ogede
    O boy, I want fregede
    Give me doros, cannot see my doros
    With the fitness for the street we na winner poros
    We like shake the winner, winner foros
    This not John with the bula
    Bia bina tomos
    When you see oga dey come, do the tuale
    When you see baddo dey come, do the twale
    When you see efele come, do the twale
    Do the twale
    Alaye do the twale
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya
    Baba God, help me o
    I dey worry, help me o
    We no get joy at all for my area
    Vomit holy water, make I kule, ayaya

    Writer(s): Young Jonn.

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