LYRICS OF USHER RIVALS

Usher

[Usher & Future]
She got me throwin' Spades Ace with that mouth
I guess only time could tell
You gotta give me dirty love
I guess I'm (?)
When I keep on (?) a lie
Look up and see the stars in a perfect line
Love is a (?)

So tell me how you feel (how you feel)
Knowin' I see the world when I look in your eyes
Your kisses are Duracell, they keep me energized
Tired of goin' back and forth, baby I'm hypnotized
You gotta a nigga in love on the low though
I'm lookin' at you and I swear it's been a long road
A great ass, a better mind, what a combo
You know you pretty and you winnin' with the combo
She kinda tipsy, we been drinkin', she's a light weight
She love the way I'm puttin' panties in the right way
But anyway let's get back to how I've been feelin'
I just love the times when I'm beside ya
Holdin' me down cause you're my rider
I look in your eyes and I get higher
There's nothin' in this world I hold tighter
Without you I feel uneven

Make everyday a love season
Baby girl you know you're my rider
That should be enough reason
Call you baby that's only your title
Cause I don't need no more rivals
I put that on the Bible
You're the only thing that I want
Give me that feelin'
Make everyday a love season
Dirty lover you are my rider
That should be enough reason
I call you baby that's only your title
Cause I don't need no more rivals
I put that on the Bible
I'ma love ya till my time's gone
You gotta give me dirty love

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I've been here trust me, I've seen it all before though
I told my ex for me relationships a no-no
And here I am thinkin' we perfect like a photo
You lookin' at me like right now you need some mo'-mo'
I know you ready and you willin' but that ain't my place
Sign all, settle down, on your face
Feelin' startin' to get too familiar
So cover up this broken love treason

Make everyday a love season
Baby girl you know you're my rider
That should be enough reason
Call you baby that's only your title
Cause I don't need no more rivals
I put that on the Bible
You're the only thing that I want
Give me that feelin'
Make everyday a love season
Dirty lover you are my rider
That should be enough reason
I call you baby that's only your title
Cause I don't need no more rivals
I put that on the Bible
I'ma love ya till my time's gone
You gotta give me dirty love

I see ya side by side
Like a visionary I can't see me fallin' nothin' strange
Like a dictionary I can't read through all these
(Eyes wide open)
I still fall blind I don't know how (?)
Let's go back to the beginnin'
Let's cover up this broken love treason

Make everyday a love season
Baby girl you know you're my rider
That should be enough reason
Call you baby that's only your title
Cause I don't need no more rivals
I put that on the Bible
You're the only thing that I want
Give me that feelin'

Ay, ay, ay
You are
Love you bae
I wanna (?) baby
I'm (?) baby

(Uhhh...)

Source: http://www.directlyrics.com/usher-rivals-lyrics.html

LYRICS OF NICKI MINAJ "DANCE"

Nicki Minaj

[Hook]
Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance Dance
Stop....now make her hammer time like

[Big Sean]
Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble
I'm sstacking my paper my wallet look like a bible
I got girlies that look like they ghetto
How your waist anorexic and then your a** is colossal
Drop it make it boomerang
You the best but I'm Pootie Tang
Tippy tow tippy tay you gonna get a tip today
Screw that you gonna get some of me today
I walk in with my crew and I'm breaking they necks
I'm looking all good
They pay me respect they pay me in checks
And if she look good she pay me in sex
Bounce that ass (ass) it's the roundest
You the best you deserve a crown b*tch
Right on that,

[Hook]
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Stop....now make that motherf---er hammer time like

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Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Nicki Minaj]
Wobble Dee Wobble wop wop Wobble wobbin'
Ass so phat All these bitches' pussies is throbbing.
Bad bitches, I'm your leader.
Phantom by the meter.
Somebody point me to the best ass eater!

Tell them puss* clean, I tell them puss* squeaky. Bitches give me brain cuz all them *****s geeky!
If he got a mandingo, then I buy him a dashiki and bust this puss* open in the islands of Wakiki

Kiss my ass, kiss my anus cuz its Finally Famous And its finally soft, yea its finally soft.
I don't know man guess them ass shots wore off...
Stay poppin, google my ass! Only time you on the net is when you google my ass!
You f*ckin' lil whores f*ckin' up my decors, couldn't get Michael Kors, if you was f*ckin' Michael Kors!!
Big Sean, boy how big is you? Gimme all yo money and give me all yo residuals... Just slap it on my ass, ass, ass, ass, ass!

[Hook]
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Stop....now make that motherf---er hammer time like

[Big Sean]
Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls
Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass
Shake that ass, shake that Ass, shake that ass
Go, go

Short girls, small girls, skinny girls, all girls
Shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass
Shake that ass, shake that Ass, shake that ass

And I want all of that,

[Hook]
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Ass ass ass ass ass
Stop....now make that motherf---er hammer time like

Go stupid!

Source: http://www.directlyrics.com/nicki-minaj-dance-lyrics.html

lyrics of "One Dance"

DRAKE LYRICS

"One Dance"
(feat. Kyla, Wizkid)

[Intro - Kyla & Wizkid:]
Baby, I like your style

[Verse 1 - Drake:]
Grips on your waist
Front way, back way
You know that I don't play
Streets not safe
But I never run away
Even when I'm away
Oti, oti, there's never much love when we go OT
I pray to make it back in one piece
I pray, I pray

[Hook - Drake:]
That's why I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me

[Bridge - Kyla & Wizkid:]
Baby, I like your style

[Verse 2 - Drake:]
Strength and guidance
All that I'm wishing for my friends
Nobody makes it from my ends
I had to bust up the silence
You know you gotta stick by me
Soon as you see the text, reply me
I don't wanna spend time fighting
We've got no time

[Hook - Drake:]
And that's why I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me

[Break - Wizkid:]
Got a pretty girl and she love me long time
Wine it, wine it, very long time
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin'
Back up, back up, back up and wine it
Back up, back up and wine it
Back up, back up, back up and wine it
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin'
Back up, back up and wine it, girl

[Bridge - Kyla & Wizkid:]
Tell me, I need to know, where do you wanna go?
'Cause if you're down, I'll take it slow
Make you lose control
Where, where, where
Where, where, where, where
Oh, yeah, she steady on grindin'
Where, where, where
Back up, back up and wine it, girl
Where, where, where, where
'Cause if you're down
Back up, back up and
'Cause if you're down
Back up, back up and
'Cause if you're down
Back up, back up and

[Hook - Drake:]
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me
I need a one dance
Got a Hennessy in my hand
One more time 'fore I go
Higher powers taking a hold on me

What Would You Do?Chris Brown

[Intro]
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Ba-ay-oh-oh

[Chorus]
I got some questions, questions for you
I need some answers, answers from you, oh
What do you do fighting for your life
And no one's on your side, yeah baby
I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep
And know nowhere to hide

[Bridge]
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
Na-na-na-na-na
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
What do you do? Do, oh yeah
What do you do?
I can see you, no disguise
You got that look up in your eye
You got that look up in your eye
It's a lining of disguise
You got that look up in your eye
You got that look up in your eye

[Chorus]
So tell me baby
What do you do fighting for your life
And no one's on your side, oh
I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep
And know nowhere to hide
I got a question

[Bridge]
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
Na-na-na-na-na
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
Yeah-yeah
What do you do? Do, oh yeah
What do you do?
It's a lining of disguise
You got that look up in your eye
You got that look up in your eye
It's a lining of disguise
You got that look up in your eye
You got that look up in your eye

[Chorus]
What do you do fighting for your life
And no one's on your side
I can't stand to lose you, see you're in too deep
And know nowhere to hide

[Bridge]
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
Na-na-na-na-na
What do you do?
Take a chance, chance, chance on your own
Yeah-yeah
What do you do? Do, oh yeah
What do you do?

[Outro]
Na-na-na-na
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Na-na-na-na
Ba-ay-oh-oh
Na-na-na-na
Ba-ay-oh-oh

 

NICKI MINAJ The Pinkprint Freestyle lyrics

   

The complete The Pinkprint Freestyle lyrics by Nicki Minaj.

Nicki Minaj

[Nicki Minaj]
I'm talking 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand...!
(Young Money!)
Shout out to Lil Wayne for signing a lil chick from Queens
New York City...

Young M.A. is the female Jay
I'm a brand accordin' to what retail say
Yeah my tours be sellin' out on presale day
Plus I got the TIDAL queen stream, press replay
Testify for my nigga to the DA's face
One time for the super old PA case
I'm still schoolin' bitches like GA State
And I'ma still ball, call me T.D. Jakes
Bars for years, niggas thought I did a bid
I'm draggin' these hoes like Harambe did the kid
Shut the club down, it was poppin' and we slid
I call my pussy liquor, I ain't talkin' 'bout a swig
But if you thirsty, I own the sangria
Shout out to Fox Brown, I don't mean Pam Grier
I got a sign that say "Lames can't hang here"
Bats eyelashes, blank stare
He be like, "You came?," I be like, "You came?"
He say my ride game smoother than a Muslanne
Every time they count me out I be like, "You sane?"
Bitch I come back like Jordan in his flu game
Every time I shoot it, it be all net
I give him ostrich, that mean all neck
Anything he need, I got on deck
And go to sleep playin' with his ballsack

Hahahah... Aaaaah! Rrrrrr...
They wanna know my recipe
They know I ball like the niggas at the ES-PYs
Strung out on the pussy so I call her Crystal Methanine
Shorty tryna give me brain like telepathy
Ayo sister Ray, get Chanel bags
Got a bitch lookin' like Chanel ads
Chillin' out in 'em Beverly Hill pads
I gave bitches time but they still mad
Si, está loco
If my bitch don't like you, yo tampoco
Me Dorothy and you Toto
Now put some marshmallows in my cocoa
*Sips* Mmm.. Tastes good... Hahah...
Yo, don't ever talk about Nicki in the past-tense
Unless I fly past that ass in the fast Bent'
Fuck outta here you dumb bitch
You know I'm pretty, and I'm witty, and I'm dumb rich
You throw shade, but I sun bitch
And now you know what I'ma say, you my son, bitch

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Yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes, yikes...
Keep me rollin', Juice..
Hold on, hold on, keep me rollin' Juiiiiice..
Like I ain't make all these bitches want a fat ass at some point
Hahahahahaaaaa
Like I ain't make all these bitches rock pink hair at some point!
Hahahahah! Rrrrr! Oh my God!
Wait, God is good
Lemme, lemme testify, God is good
Shoutout to my fans, I love y'all so much too
I miss y'all so much too
Ooouuu! Hahaha
Ooouuu! Uh!
Like I ain't make a lot of bitches start spitting metaphors and all of that
Mm, queen back...

...

Uh, uh, uh, uh ,uh
Turn it up, turn it up in my ear, Juice
Mm, okay, uh, hahahaha, uh
This is only for my bad bitches, okay

Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin

Uh, uh, uh
I fly like paper, get high like planes
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
I got visas in my name, I got visas in my name
If you catch me at the border I got visas in my name
Th-this is my reign, que-queen is my name
You, dutty gyal, nuh dare in my lane
Watch unu mouth, wa-watch what unu say
This is my game, so watch how unu play
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M-M-M-M.I.A., I-I-I make bitches go M.I.A
M.I.A., M.I.A., I make bitches go M.I.A
Rrrr

Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin
Ting-a-ling a ling, dancehall it swing
DJ head stuck up when dem hear boom riddim
Ting-a-ling a ling, schoolbell it ring
Knife and fork ah fight fi dumplin

I'm talkin' 'bout my brand and you talkin' 'bout your brands
The difference is a lot of MMMMMMMMMMs to your couple hundred grand
Mm, c'mon! Kyuh

[Lyrics] Reekado Banks – Standard

Mavin records act Reekado Banks gives us another Gbedu wey dey burst brain, he calls this one, “Standard”, produced Altims.

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Checkout the Lyrics below:-
[Intro] Mavin
Standard
Standard
Standard
Another gbedu wey dey burst…
[Verse – 1] We no dey spend on budget
Influential spending
And if i catch you for there
Omo ma se’leni
Awon temi de ti wole
Formation aiye
E je ka le won lere
E je ka le won lere
Omo gutter d’onile
Omo gutter d’olona
E w’omo t’on ta breadi
O ti d’onile ni banana
[Hook] I no dey bend down select
My money plenty
I get proper connect
Influential spending
[Chorus] Everything wey i do is standard
Car wey i drive is standard
Girl wey i carry standard
I no dey ever do sub-standard yo
I say you is standard
I say me is standard
Oya my people standard
You no dey ever do sub-standard
[Verse – 2] Is about time to hear the verse 2 ye
This girl a ye
if you dey feel me
Make you no dey kaku ye
You ready for the cruse ye
Biggy money full for the robber-band
Gat shoes, everything no be lie, man
We aren’t trip, on stand
See, I get goons wey dey hold me down
Oya; oya; oya; rewind selecta oh
Baby oya whine to the centre oh
Oya give them the lamba oh
Altims, oya give them instrumental oh
[Bridge] Omo gutter d’onile
Omo gutter d’olona
E w’omo t’on ta breadi
O ti d’onile ni banana
[Hook] I no dey bend down select
My money plenty
I get proper connect
Influential spending
[Chorus] Everything wey i do is standard
Car wey i drive is standard
Girl wey i carry standard
I no dey ever do sub-standard yo
Naijaloaded.com.ng
I say you is standard
I say me is standard
Oya my people standard
You no dey ever do sub-standard
[Verse 3] All my people pray; dem dey pray for blessing
All my people pray; dem dey pray for blessing
K’ori b’awa se; make we call on blessing
K’ori b’awa se; k’a le fe beyonce
[Outro] Yea; yea; say Reeky Standard oh
Jazzy Standard oh
My manager is Standard oh
My brother, Kaka Standard oh
Hmmm; hmmm; woi woi wohh
Woi woi wohh ehh
Ahh; Ree!
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lyrics of"Panda"

lyrics of"Panda"

[Spoken:]
This what they all been waitin' for.
I guess so.
They been waitin' for this shit for a long time, didn’t they?
I'ma give it everythin' I got.
Ayo Dougie park that X6 around the corner.
Ayy I'm just feelin' my vibe right now.
I'm feelin' myself.

Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda...

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, look like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killers understand me

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, look like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killers understand me

Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda...

I got broads in Atlanta twisting dope, lean, and shit sipping Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Wake up Versace shit, life Desiigner
Whole bunch of lot of shit
They be asking 'round town who be clapping shit
I be pullin' up stuff in the Phantom shit
I got plenty of stuff of Bugatti whip look how I try this shit
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, killing on camera
Pop a Perc, I can't stand up
Gorilla, they come and kill you with bananas
Four fillas, they finna pull up in the Phantom
Know niggas, they come and kill you on the camera
Big Rollie, it dancing bigger than a Pandie
Go Oscar for Grammy, bitch pull up your panty
Fill up I'm a flip it, I got bitches pull up and they get it
I got niggas that's counting for digits
Say you make you a lot of new money
Know some killers pull off and they in the Wraith
CTD, they pull off and they kill the Bape
Call up Phillip-Phillip, gon' fill the bank, niggas up in the bank
We gon' drill the bank, fuck we gon' kill the bank, get it
I got broads, yea I get it
I got car jack city
This how I live it
Did it all for a ticket
Now Flex drop bombs when he spin it
And Bobby gon' trend it
Jeff The Don doing business
Zana Ray fucking up shit and she doin' her business
I be getting to the chicken
Counting to the chicken
And all of my niggas gon' split it

Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda...

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, looks like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killers understand me

I got broads in Atlanta
Twisting dope, lean, and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hitting off licks in the bando
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, looks like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killers, hundred hammers
Black X6, Phantom
White X6, panda
Pockets swole, Danny
Selling bar, candy
Man I'm the macho like Randy
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Bitch nigga pull up ya panty
Hope you killers understand me

Panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda, panda...

Lyrics: Lil Kesh – Problem Child Ft. Olamide

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[Chorus – Olamide]
Am on dope, Moti fa gbo o
Bad bvtches all around me
Popping pvssy like oh no
All my nvggas got mad
Say we throwing it like oh no
Wan ni kilode kilode ta’sun owo na
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh

[Verse 1 – Lil kesh]
They already know
I’m young and am getting it
Mr me YAGI
They be like kesh give us the spice, the sauce, give us the maggi
I be like scru scru
Black convoy with the team team
Ah mo gbomo wa but mo gbomo lo
E come be like film film
Am on dope, mi ole cope oju ti leri
I ain’t gat no worries my nvgga
F’owo nudi ninu toilet
And when we ball, we ball with no budget my nvgga
Am in the mood fumi ni kush, fumi ni rum
About to wrap it up
baddo jo, funmi ni ko am about to dab it up

[Chorus – Olamide]
Am on dope, Moti fa gbo o
Bad bvtches all around me
Popping pvssy like oh no
All my nvggas got mad
Say we throwing it like oh no
Wan ni kilode kilode ta’sun owo na
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh

Problem Child Lyrics

[Verse 2 – Olamide]
Bvtches like papishiilo am like kuro
They ask me whats wrong with me who knows
Am just a fvcked up nvgga
Getting 8 figures
Living like am from Las Vegas
Gambling with my life
Bvtch you ain’t ready to be my wife
Your excellency as you can see i just wanna mark register (Nike)
They know bebe motor dun tu tu
My nvgga still caught me wipping
Am cooking it up in the kitchen
They talking about chicken
Shey oloribruku nie ni skip it
One thing you nxggas don’t know, its not am at your see
Its all about how you flipping
This is my fvckinless bar no am not gone
Am still on the chorus (skibi)

[Chorus – Olamide]
Am on dope, Moti fa gbo o
Bad bvtches all around me
Popping pvssy like oh no
All my nvggas got mad
Say we throwing it like oh no
Naijalyricszone.com
Wan ni kilode kilode ta’sun owo na
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh

[Verse 3 – Lil kesh]
Back to the skit
Yama yama yi ti poju
Fvck you thing you are on point
Agbara ko lofi’n gboko dide
Wo teba le cope ede loru kpon kpon
Bvitch please you already know
Shii kesh is all about his cheez
Freeze i be like flizzy
How am feeling when i burn that trees

[Outro – Olamide]
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh
Ijo wo la bere love ta’n j’ete emani problem oh
I ain’t fvcking with you don’t fvck with me emani problem oh

Lil Kesh – Problem Child Lyrics ft. Olamide

 

LYRICS: AKA – Special Fi Mi Ft. Patoranking

Lyrics Of Special Fi Mi By AKA Ft. Patoranking

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[Hook – AKA]
I’ve been searching for someone to call my queen
They say girls like you are few and far between
Diamond Ring, girl dem call me lion king
Special needs, you gon live your wildest dreams
[Chorus – Patoranking]
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Mami ah mad when you ah roll it and whine it for me
Me just want you to know that, you’re special fi mi
You’re special fi mi, You’re special fi mi
You’re special fimi, You’re special fi mi
[Verse 1 – AKA]
Keep it one hundred
What’s the reason, have been thinking
Someone in my bed
Pick up the pieces, we all make choices we weaving
Got this voices in my head
Washa (**)
Hollup, lemme change your mind
(**)
(**)
(**)
[Hook – AKA]
I’ve been searching for someone to call my queen
They say girls like you are few and far between
Diamond Ring, girl dem call me lion king
Special needs, you gon live your wildest dreams
[Chorus – Patoranking]
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Mami ah mad when you ah roll it and whine it for me
Me just want you to know that, you’re special fi mi
You’re special fi mi, You’re special fi mi
You’re special fimi, You’re special fi mi
[Verse 2 – Patoranking]
Bring the thing back, every queen is a king back
From mi heart me ah sing back
I am the one who put the ring back
Anticipating, all you mi think off
I’ve been waiting, waiting for your love
So gimme your heart, am gonna hold you tight
You won’t depart, I won’t leave your side eh!
[Hook – AKA]
I’ve been searching for someone to call my queen
They say girls like you are few and far between
Diamond Ring, girl dem call me lion king
Special needs, you gon live your wildest dreams
[Chorus – Patoranking]
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Dirty dirty love, me wanna come give you mami
Mami ah mad when you ah roll it and whine it for me
Me just want you to know that, you’re special fi mi
You’re special fi mi, You’re special fi mi
You’re special fimi, You’re special fi mi

 

Lyrics: Lil Kesh – Ishe

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[Chorus]
My baby chikito from the down town side
She dey charge me up when i get no bar
Motivate me any time i feel so down
I cannot forget all your sacrifice
Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko

[Verse 1]
Back when i was in the hood my baby dey care for me
My baby dey show me love when no one was there for me
Any time am feeling down my baby dey Cheer me up
Shana si ignition mi, A tun change gear mi gan
When things are not working out my baby dey pray for me
Owo ata owo epo my baby dey pay for me
Her concoction was the best ila alase po the best
So that i can eat everyday she hustle from east to west
So one day my story change when i gut a record deal
Den i had to leave the hood i have to follow my dream
Now I’m making my money i take care of my mummy
My mummy is my baby my baby dey ball gan ni

[Chorus]
My baby chikito from the down town side
She dey charge me up when i get no bar
Motivate me any time i feel so down
I cannot forget all your sacrifice
Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
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Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko

[Verse 2]
I remember very well
When everything never gel
When everything no dey rosy
When my mama market no sell
When we enter December
Children wearing new, new clothes
My mama buy okirika, i use am do big boy
Plenty people no believe, say one day i go blow
Say i go turn big man and i go dey buy motor
Nigba yen before, before my baby no dey enjoy
We dey leave for room and pallor
She say make i endure
So one day my story change when i gut a record deal
Then i had to leave the hood i have to follow my dream
Now I’m making my money i take care of my mummy
My mummy is my baby my baby dey ball gan ni

[Chorus]
My baby chikito from the down town side
She dey charge me up when i get no bar
Motivate me any time i feel so down
I cannot forget all your sacrifice
Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko
Forgive me,Ise lo s’omo nu bi oko

[ Ishe Lyrics – Verse 3]
I remember very well, toba tidi 6am
My baby go wake me up anipe ki’wa lowe
She go don dey do my food cos i have to go to school
If i want to be somebody that i have to face my book
Ijo ti mo form stubborn ti mofe d’omo ta
Shey lo ra ipan toh bad se lowa wemi legba
One day i go on my knees and i start to pray to God
Say my baby don try and i wan make she enjoy
So one day my story change when i gut a record deal
Then i had to leave the hood i have to follow my dream
Now I’m making my money i take care of my mummy
My mummy is my baby my baby dey ball gan ni
My baby dey ball gan ni
My baby dey ball gan ni
My baby dey ball gan ni

lil kesh – Ishe Lyric

 

LYRICS: Kiss Daniel – Jombo

Your father is violent, ole mi de’le oh

Jombo jombo jombo

Kiss Daniel – Jombo. Photo; Filed

(Songwriter: Kiss Daniel)
Amaka oh gbo oh
That am sorry oh
Ineye dike lobi, ogini what happen oh
As I see your sexy face and your big belle
Girl I have to change my ways I tell you yeah
Me myself I dey pray for my daily bread
Ah amaka you carry belle for me how
Me myself I dey pray for my daily bread
Ololufe I no wan run, but then
Your father is violent, ole mi de’le oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Will you be fine daddy oh
Your mother is black belt, she sabi karate oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Abeg no vex for me oh
Your father is violent, ole mi de’le oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Will you be fine mami oh
Your mother is black belt, she sabi karate oh
Jombo jombo jombo
I no dey soak no more
Amaka you know oh oh
Pe omo yoruba ni mi oh
If your papa no want us to marry
Jowo malo yo oyun mio
Girl am down for you don’t forget
The love I have
For you omo no go compare
Me myself I dey pray for my daily bread
If baby broke up as long as you love me girl I dey here
Me myself I dey pray for my daily bread
Ololufe I no wan run, but then
Your father is violent
Ole mi de’le oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Will you be fine daddy oh
Your mother is black belt
She sabi karate oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Abeg no vex for me oh
Your father is violent
Ole mi de’le oh
Jombo jombo jombo
Will you be fine mami oh
Your mother is black belt
She sabi karate oh
Jombo jombo jombo
I no dey soak no more