Love Nwantiti - Remix
My baby, my valentine, uh
Girl na you dey make my temperature dey rise
If you leave me, I go die, I swear
You are like the oxygen I need to survive
I'll be honest
Your loving dey totori me
I am so obsessed
I want to chop your nkwobi
Ule, your body dey gbakam isi, ule
Open am make I see, ule
Nyem love nwantiti
Wey fit make a bad man sing, "Oh-ah"
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Pounds and dollars I go spend for your head
Talk all they want I don't care what they said
'Cause your matter, na hin I come dey carry for my head
Every night, na you I wan dey carry to my bed
Ololo no tell me no no no
You can be my partner, never riding solo-lo
And we can do am lowkey no need to pariwo
I'm feeling what you're doing oya baby carry go (carry go)
Ule, your body dey baka mi si, ule
Open am make I see, ule
Na you wey dey catch my fancy
No dey do me hanky panky
Oh, no, no, no
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Girl I want to go but you got me coming
Or should I be coming early in the morning?
Oya, shake it make you spend my money
Call me Mr. Bean I go make you horny
Aye, gimme gimme baby make you gimme
I go show you loving, I go take you to my city, city
Loneliness dey make I look pity
You wan't make I sing Joromi before you go see me (see me)
Fine girl, you know your body badder
Same body but come make you shake it for Ghana
Kia kia dance for me, baby pana
Come and kill show, no, no, no
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Rompiendo, Emma Beat & Nico Servidio
Ayo DJ Treekoo, hacemo' todo' los estilos papi, ¿cuál tu quiere'?
Girl na you dey make my temperature dey rise
If you leave me, I go die, I swear
You are like the oxygen I need to survive
I'll be honest
Your loving dey totori me
I am so obsessed
I want to chop your nkwobi
Ule, your body dey gbakam isi, ule
Open am make I see, ule
Nyem love nwantiti
Wey fit make a bad man sing, "Oh-ah"
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Pounds and dollars I go spend for your head
Talk all they want I don't care what they said
'Cause your matter, na hin I come dey carry for my head
Every night, na you I wan dey carry to my bed
Ololo no tell me no no no
You can be my partner, never riding solo-lo
And we can do am lowkey no need to pariwo
I'm feeling what you're doing oya baby carry go (carry go)
Ule, your body dey baka mi si, ule
Open am make I see, ule
Na you wey dey catch my fancy
No dey do me hanky panky
Oh, no, no, no
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Girl I want to go but you got me coming
Or should I be coming early in the morning?
Oya, shake it make you spend my money
Call me Mr. Bean I go make you horny
Aye, gimme gimme baby make you gimme
I go show you loving, I go take you to my city, city
Loneliness dey make I look pity
You wan't make I sing Joromi before you go see me (see me)
Fine girl, you know your body badder
Same body but come make you shake it for Ghana
Kia kia dance for me, baby pana
Come and kill show, no, no, no
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Rompiendo, Emma Beat & Nico Servidio
Ayo DJ Treekoo, hacemo' todo' los estilos papi, ¿cuál tu quiere'?
Credits
Writer(s): Eugene Marfo, Chukwuka Ekweani, Joseph Akinfenwa Donus
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