African Lover

Woor Woor Woo
My African Lover
You my number lover
You my number cover
My Number one shoulder
Like wizkid you the give me Fever
When you feel low
I would pick up the call like adekunle Gold
Na you the burst my dada
My afro lover
I no go fit see you suffer
See you hunger
You be my bread and butter
My baby lover yeaa

This your love the sweet like fresh palm wine
This your love na gba Kam isi'm
Ololufe jowo
Eyin fun jowo
This your love the sweet like fresh palm wine
This your love na gba Kam isi'm
Ololufe jowo
Eyin fun jowo

Let me touch your soul
Feel my soul
Squeeze our soul
While the moon shine on we
All Night long yeaah
Nothing where me na fit do for your love
Go to the ends of the earth to make you feel our love
In case you never know
You my kiss from a rose. Ooh yeaa
Na you the sweet my belle
My bottom pot yeaah

This your love the sweet like fresh palm wine
This your love na gba Kam isi'm
Ololufe jowo
Eyin fun jowo
This your love the sweet like fresh palm wine
This your love na gba Kam isi'm
Ololufe jowo
Eyin fun jowo

This your love eeh eeh ehh
This your love eeh eeh eeh

My African Lover yeaaah
My African Lover yeaah yeaaah
My African Lover
Na you the sweet my belle
Na you the sweet my belle
My African Lover yeaah yeaaah

Edache Daniels



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Edache
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