My Year
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
I may shed some tears
Cuz I'm not pose to be here
Bad bitch dat show me she care
So why would I care
This is my year
I'm fresh like da fresh like da
Prince of Bel-Air
This life ain't fear
Had to finesse my way here
Appoint me da man of da year
Livin' my life with no fear
These niggas be bozos
They don't compare
Got da whole world in my palms
So I'ma keep calm
Run up these bands
Finesse uncle Tom
No I'm not da voice of da streets
But I got some dawgs who need me
Buy out they trap house
And set dem boys free
I swear Issa dream
I win in the H like Hakeem
Bad bitch dat ride for me
Show me she care
So why would I care
My dick is rare dat I swear
Da smell of da romance is all in the air
Da smell of da romance is all in the air
So why would I care
Is all in the air
My dick is rare that I swear (I swear)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
I may shed some tears
Cuz I'm not pose to be here
Bad bitch dat show me she care
So why would I care
This is my year
I'm fresh like da fresh like da
Prince of Bel-Air
Talk to 'em my young Nigerian king
Let 'em know it's yo year
Daddy (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy)
(Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
I may shed some tears
Cuz I'm not pose to be here
Bad bitch dat show me she care
So why would I care
This is my year
I'm fresh like da fresh like da
Prince of Bel-Air
This life ain't fear
Had to finesse my way here
Appoint me da man of da year
Livin' my life with no fear
These niggas be bozos
They don't compare
Got da whole world in my palms
So I'ma keep calm
Run up these bands
Finesse uncle Tom
No I'm not da voice of da streets
But I got some dawgs who need me
Buy out they trap house
And set dem boys free
I swear Issa dream
I win in the H like Hakeem
Bad bitch dat ride for me
Show me she care
So why would I care
My dick is rare dat I swear
Da smell of da romance is all in the air
Da smell of da romance is all in the air
So why would I care
Is all in the air
My dick is rare that I swear (I swear)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
This year is my year (My Year)
I may shed some tears
Cuz I'm not pose to be here
Bad bitch dat show me she care
So why would I care
This is my year
I'm fresh like da fresh like da
Prince of Bel-Air
Talk to 'em my young Nigerian king
Let 'em know it's yo year
Daddy (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy)
(Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy) (Daddy)
Credits
Writer(s): Esosa Osagie
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