Shallipopi – Like That (bomboclatt) [feat. Wizkid] Lyrics

Like That (bomboclatt)

Shallipopi (feat. Wizkid)

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"Like That (bomboclatt)." - Shallipopi (feat. Wizkid)

Wednesday, 04 March 2026, 12:26 am

Album: Auracle

Track No: 10

Seh
Shalli-fucking-popi, the president of Pluto
Way, only one Pluto presido, they call me Shallipopi
Seh, seh
Seh
Seh, seh, seh
verse
Way, don′t act smart, bitch, I ain't acting
I baptise like I be John the Baptist
Praying like I be a motherfuckin′ Praying Mantis
Swear, I need to see it and your hands go to work (clear)
Babe, make you shake, make that ass go to work (ehn?)
Never, ever late, me, I gotta go to work
My position high pass that General
Presidential, I be fly Federal
Hands on your neck, left hand on your pant
I no go shift am twice, if I don't shift am once
Tell me, littlе mami, will you give me what I want?
Say less, let me get your contact
If you know me, everywhere shut down
If you notice, na we dey run town
Everybody hate Shalli', no substance
Everybody hating is a bomboclatt
chorus
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that?
Don′t stress me, I don′t really like that
Gentle like Jack, she dey worry like mad
No worry 'bout me, since day one, me, I bad
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that?
Sex and turn, she dey really break back
Mainland girl, she dey reason Festac
No stress me, aunty don get attack, ′tack, 'tack
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that?
verse
Yeah-yeah, na we dey pack am normally
See the gbẹdu I dey give them normally
Big Wiz getting bigger, normally
Every day, we dey turn up, normally
Yeah, yeah, yeah, normally
Sexy ladies wanna linger, normally
The money getting longer, normally
Big Wiz, big Santa
Yeah, body dey gbim-gbim-gbim-gbim-gbim-gbim
She want the ting, ting, ting, ting, ting, ting
Money dey fling, fling, fling, fling, fling, fling
I no dey think, think, think, think, think, think
Body dey gbim-gbim-gbim-gbim-gbim
She want the ting, ting, ting, ting, ting
Money dey fling, fling, fling, fling, fling
I no dey think, think, think, think, think
Verse two, after part one, na part two (ehn?)
Biggest baller, me I ball pass Lukaku (way)
Street OT, you no fit see me kaku
Got ten thousand minute too, all on my tattoo (tattoo)
Them dey call me their uncle
Na me dey gbe body ẹ like zanku
Na me dey sponsor my bitch with im first-class ticket
Chase the money like uncle, nigga
Way, uncle Shalli′, Shalli'
Small body wey dey on full steeze
Uncle Shalli′, Shalli'
Shutting down shows from west to east, ah
Uncle Shalli', Shalli′
Spit fire like a dragon, feel the heat, way
Uncle Shalli′, Shalli'
Hot body, lowkey, wey dey chase cookies (confirm)
chorus
Aunty, why you like that?
Don′t stress me, I don't really like that
Gentle like Jack, she dey worry like mad
No worry ′bout me, since day one, me, I bad
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that?
Sex and turn, she dey really break back
Mainland girl, she dey reason Festac
No stress me, aunty don get attack, 'tack, ′tack
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? That, that
Why you like that? Aunty, why are you like that? Wey
outro
Sek, sek, sek, sek, sek, sek, sek, sek, sek, sek
Sek, sek, sek

Writer(s): Shallipopi, Wizkid.

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