Ycee - Ycee Vs Zaheer

Wahala Dey

Don know
Vibe
Ain't nobody badder than
Shawty wan sign in
Shawty wan
Shawty wan

Say
I never see your type before girl I
Swear I see another baby girl I no go run away

Bad with the figure you dey high like
The liquor I be sipping on you everyday

Vibe all night with a girl like mine gimme dreams when I'm wide awake

Be your James Bond girl you know what
That means we gon live to die another day

Omo no be play
Really wanna make you my bae
Listen close to every word I got a lotta things to say mama
I say girl no be play
Really wanna make you my bae
Cos you be killing them all definition of a slay mama

I been on the other side mama (side mama)
I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die for your matter)
But if I die for you, (I wanna know)
Who gon love you mama? (Oh no)
I been on the other side mama (side mama)
Said I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die)
But if I die for you, (I wanna know)
Tell me who got love you mama yaya ay

Roll with me baby everyday could be a holiday
Said if they messing with my shawty them go know say Wahala Dey
Come with me baby and everyday be a holiday
And anybody mess around them go know say Wahala Dey

Wahala Dey, Wahala Dey
Lemme, put you to bed like J. Holiday
One day everyday
We go pop champagne omo no be Alize oya
Baby kilode? Baby kilode?
All your worries you can let em go away
Omo kileleyi? Kileleyi?
I don't care what anybody say

I been on the other side mama (side mama)
I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die for your matter)
But if I die for you, (I wanna know)
Who gon love you mama? (Oh no)
I been on the other side mama (side mama)
Said I fit to die for your matter (I fit to die)
But if I die for you, (I wanna know)
Tell me who got love you mama yaya ay

Roll with me baby everyday could be a holiday
Said if they messing with my shawty them go know say Wahala Dey
Come with me baby and everyday be a holiday
And anybody mess around them go know say Wahala Dey

Man ah confess
No files but she tell me compress
When I touch her I make her undress
Really bad girl in a long dress
Oh yeah
Say the man ah confess
No files but she tell me compress
When I touch her I make her undress yeah
Bad girl in a long dress

So I say
I want a taste
I got my hand on your waist
I dey, feel on your curves your body carry the bass
My guys follow the girls I no go like make them waste
Shawty carry the ace
And got a body for days yay

Roll with me baby everyday could be a holiday
Said if they messing with my shawty them go know say Wahala Dey
Come with me baby and everyday be a holiday
And anybody mess around them go know say Wahala Dey

Credits
Writer(s): Martin Oludemilade Alejo, Adebola Oluwamayokun Aina, Joseph Bidaure
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