Ah Ye
I got ties, like my shoes
Magic when I move
I am mike with the moves
I be Jay with the
Oh Lord of mercy
Oh Lord of mercy
I take full control
I take full control
Ima give it to ya
You get smoked like chimney
Can't give hoe my heart
Can't be out here messing with these Js (I, can't)
I don too tire for them ohh
I no wan wire for them ohh
Ohhhh I no wan wire for them
These girls they calling me
These girls been calling me
I don too too tire for them ohhh
Ohhhh
She say open and close
And open and close
Ah, open, open and close
Baby open open close
I give her D make she
I give D make she
I give D make she pipe down
You give me love I calm down
She wan gbedu make we sing song
I know fit jam na the right sound
Gbedu wey de burst my brain
My baby no go run away
Moves like jaga
Got the swag like rascal
Moves like jaga
Oh my master
Got the moves like jaga
Pikin wey say n mama no go rest
Him self no go rest
Him self no go rest
Baby would you come to my house
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you show me love
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you come to my house
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you give me love
Cuz I don too tire for them
And I no wan wire for them
But I wan make you my odoo ay
And I go buy wetin you want
Ferragamo, Gucci, Tom Ford
If I call you Shay you go come oh
Magic when I move
I am mike with the moves
I be Jay with the
Oh Lord of mercy
Oh Lord of mercy
I take full control
I take full control
Ima give it to ya
You get smoked like chimney
Can't give hoe my heart
Can't be out here messing with these Js (I, can't)
I don too tire for them ohh
I no wan wire for them ohh
Ohhhh I no wan wire for them
These girls they calling me
These girls been calling me
I don too too tire for them ohhh
Ohhhh
She say open and close
And open and close
Ah, open, open and close
Baby open open close
I give her D make she
I give D make she
I give D make she pipe down
You give me love I calm down
She wan gbedu make we sing song
I know fit jam na the right sound
Gbedu wey de burst my brain
My baby no go run away
Moves like jaga
Got the swag like rascal
Moves like jaga
Oh my master
Got the moves like jaga
Pikin wey say n mama no go rest
Him self no go rest
Him self no go rest
Baby would you come to my house
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you show me love
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you come to my house
Baby would you call my phone
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you give me love
Baby would you give me love
Cuz I don too tire for them
And I no wan wire for them
But I wan make you my odoo ay
And I go buy wetin you want
Ferragamo, Gucci, Tom Ford
If I call you Shay you go come oh
Credits
Writer(s): Tret Malloy & Nano Shayray
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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