We Go Make Am

Yeah yeah
Coming live from the city of accra
Oooh my god its Kwabena jones
Its your boy Gibril the African
African James Bond and all that
Oh my god
Its kwabena jones
Foreign exchange hustler
Oh my god
Its kwabena jones

Me I'm smooth operator
Buddy buddy with the investigator's
You locked up
but Ill see you later
K jones don't be a hater
Im into time lines
International flights
Over the Atlantic
And im out of sight
Take a class on my style
Watch a movie one my style
See girls go wild
When I do it like that that that

On the street corner
We hustle for dollar
They say we Ain'y gonna make it
E be the we day show them
On the street corner
We hustle for dollar
They say we Ain'y gonna make it
E be the we day show them
We go day make am
We go day make am
We go day make am
Show them
Show them

Let me tell you what my life is all about
Hanging out
Teeth kwashiorkor roundabout
All so Times Square roundabout
Chale chale
Watch your mouth
This isa what I do for the money
You dont know
Better ask somebody
A.c.c.r.a Accra
Trotrp two driver
Hahaha
Laugh it out
I bring walk it out
I bring life dey jam
Now check it out
I sell beat
To a beat maker
I sell hit
To a hit maker
I sold my soul
To the devil
And I used half the money
to pay undertake
Please dont send me down
Life day jam
Please dont take me down

I got my semi automatic
Strapped like a bandit
Damn I am a addict
You don't want too mess with me
But tony do wear to get with me
Cus I be getting money like its free
And we can tale a date to the streets
And I can show you a thing or 2
3,4,5, or 6
Boogie boogie
Til we get rich
cook it then we Flip it
Then we back to the streets
Flip it then we whip it
Make it back in a flip
That quick make it back flip
Profit no loses
See I;m a gangster
Bonified hustler
And I'm used to danger
Rocking at the corner

I like money
Real real money
Foreign exchange
consealed money
Uptown money
Downtown money
But I doubt like stolen money
Holy money
Holy money
this is like a Jesus money
Well money
I take it money
This one you shake
and bake it money
Until I hear the sirens
You know where to find me
I got my mind on my money
My money on my mind
Ain't no body ever ever
Gonna stop my grind
Shine like a diamond
Rear like a diamond
Uncut like a diamond
Mr. Foreign exchange
Im into gold mines
While you buying out ice
Ill be digging up for mine

On the street corner
We hustle for dollar
They say we Ain'y gonna make it
E be the we day show them
On the street corner
We hustle for dollar
They say we Ain'y gonna make it
E be the we day show them
We go day make am
We go day make am
We go day make am
Show them
Show them

I'm going to show you how we do it like that
Malik going to show you how we do it like that
Q going to show you how we do it like that



Credits
Writer(s): Gibrilville
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