Njaka

I no be na njaka boy na money man di findam
I don dey di hustle now na time dis for di chopam
The boy don di grow, bier bier don di show
They say I don di memba massa abeg you levam so
I no di chop with spoon cos I over like fuck
They say I too short and I over like talk
Ya nga like chicken when e kam I gi yi cock
I jump on every track you go feel sey man na frog
I di bald like ma old man, ma style na for kill man
Wuside you be de? Now you want make we hold hand
I'm so hard, so mad
Come see what we just had
Your lady is so fat that my iphone is so smart
I'm ballin and I'm winning
Look at how they falling
Every now and then man di craze see I'm shinning
Your sherie dey wa long, you go feel sey man di lie
I di take one step then I cross e na for night nigga

Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka

The way I hustle sep ma reme don di wonder
Grown up spirit that nobody of a njaka
Tu je veux c'est ma doh massa I no want me matter
Wuside you be dey when we be start di tin for quarter?
Men dem know, if e no be doh then you no fit call ma phone
When you don di makam all man like for dey ya zone
Some men dem think sey I no go makam cos I be na anglophone
But I guess I am a rapper
Wrap all you rappers them lek wrapper
Flow don di sick lek ma njapa
Enter for ma quater,
Any perica na man for bolo soteh quatier perica fit nack you maga
I no better get chain than for dey chain
Fame than for dey faim
Guy them don di fear ma beats since now lek sey I hold cane
Ya cherie dey ma long me na yi di charge na coke
When we finish I gi yi cane ma man that one na cocaine

Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka
Njaka, I no be na njaka

Y'all don't need an alphabet to tell I'm a G
The key, the one to unlock the culture
Elephant in the room with di snakes them for grass
For survive for di jungle it's a whole adventure
I no be na njaka gabarel tanap for ground I di feel like,
I might even be on both feet even when I'm too tired
Lek some bike, for move me, you go need more than your both feet
The shoe fits, so I wearam
You chick getting close no vex if I wearam
Chombé three quarter inside quarter, comot lek som cutter
Spend but the budget no di alter, mother... focus
Bow to the king and it feels like the kills on ma feet
And when they ask what I've done
You fit give them di verse lek receipt (Njoku)

We dey here di flex
No makam make I vex
We dey here di flex
No call me peri I go vex
We dey here di flex
No makam make I vex
We dey here di flex
You call me peri I go vex

I no be na njaka
I no be na njaka
I no be na njaka
I no be na njaka



Credits
Writer(s): Cales Susung Tassing, Molua Alous Mosima
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