Lyca

She wanna call me pon my Lycafone
She calling me babe when her man not home
Jiggy boy came for the crown dem, Drop top moving like the Top Boy

She wanna call me pon my Lycafone
She calling me babe when her man not home
Jiggy boy came with the mandem carrying Ps from The London

Her body be the bomb like Osama
She be presidential like Obama
She calling me, she feeling me
Owerri boy came feeling Juicy

Top Dog looking like The Top Boy
With the guards moving like the hotboy
I'm in her yard, Shaggy said it wasn't me
I hit her once, now she screaming Obi'm

Gyalies wanna ring up my Lycaa
They just wanna mash up my psyche
But I put my soul in my Nikes
You man can't see what I see

But mommy come ring up my lycaa (If you really feeling me)
But baby don't think ima wife ya (The boy tryna live free)
Can you take it off with your QuickDraw
We can go all night I no go withdraw
I'm running out of credit, this the last straw
Nwanyi pick up my damn call

Adabeke ring up my Lyca
Promise you it's just one night yh
And I don't mean to entice yah

Haha (Hello? Uche?)

She wanna call me pon my Lycafone
She calling me babe when her man not home
Jiggy boy came for the crown dem, Drop top moving like the Top Boy

She wanna call me pon my Lycafone
She calling me babe when her man not home
Jiggy boy came with the mandem carrying Ps from The London



Credits
Writer(s): Uchenna Nwachukwu
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