Plenty To Chupp
I'm repping Naija
Just like i told ya
Haters ain't writing like they've broken all they shoulders
Raps in my head yellow maps like folders
Ridin through the track automatic no chauffeur
Chillin in the hood where rude boys dem call me Mojah
Music's in my soul i guess you can call me soulchild
Anywhere you getting money player then i so shall
So farewell to welfare no social
Society inspired me
So now I'm tranna build a dynasty
Peep the legend of my dynasty
The flow king now non of dem's hot as me
You can't reach me I'm old school meet me there
Let's rendezvous and run the views of how we do
You pay the dues i play the rules
Then i'm wonderful
The flows super dumb
Boy's wonder fool
All over the beat
Boy1da fool
See now me chilling in the back seat ah
And even when me chilling in my backstage ah
And yea you know i pull up in the back
When i pull up in my dark shades
Phenomenon in my Versace's on
Yea
On the fast lane ah
And all my people living it up
Pass it up
E plenty for my people to chupp
Ehh
See we go chupp like politician dey chupp
Until they giving it up giving it up
Lord knows that I'm right walking blind with a stick
Rhymes looking so tight silly rappers wanna lick but
The flow is so Virgin nobody gets a hit
Or you can get a hint of this brand new flow
Cuz it's already next year hiya
Past rappers too slow
You cant move i'm bad road caution
So when they see me they stop dey malfunction
And never come out again like an abortion
Cuz if you gimmie a beat i put the torch on
Shine the light on the mic then i get my church on
Sunday night every night
You would think I'm in a choir
The way the money stretch
Be like elastic
Fat money my pocket look fantastic
Call my money dead cuz i wrap it in black plastic
You know me I'm living lavida Mojo
Viva la loco these guys are local
Sounds like the mics they recorded pon was broken
True spoken words from a mogul
They can't move like bumpy roads for Ogun
U know me shii niggah its no use
Like five alive i'm best served cold
You know i got the juice
Best serve cold
Serve that Pete Sampras
Slow flow your majesty
Ball like I'm Agassi
Boiling the magazine suckas
See now me chilling in the back seat ah
And even when me chilling in my backstage ah
And yea you know i pull up in the back
When i pull up in my dark shades
Phenomenon in my Versace's on
Yea
On the fast lane ah
And all my people living it up
Pass it up
E plenty for my people to chupp
Ehh
See we go chupp like politician dey chupp
Until they giving it up giving it up
Just like i told ya
Haters ain't writing like they've broken all they shoulders
Raps in my head yellow maps like folders
Ridin through the track automatic no chauffeur
Chillin in the hood where rude boys dem call me Mojah
Music's in my soul i guess you can call me soulchild
Anywhere you getting money player then i so shall
So farewell to welfare no social
Society inspired me
So now I'm tranna build a dynasty
Peep the legend of my dynasty
The flow king now non of dem's hot as me
You can't reach me I'm old school meet me there
Let's rendezvous and run the views of how we do
You pay the dues i play the rules
Then i'm wonderful
The flows super dumb
Boy's wonder fool
All over the beat
Boy1da fool
See now me chilling in the back seat ah
And even when me chilling in my backstage ah
And yea you know i pull up in the back
When i pull up in my dark shades
Phenomenon in my Versace's on
Yea
On the fast lane ah
And all my people living it up
Pass it up
E plenty for my people to chupp
Ehh
See we go chupp like politician dey chupp
Until they giving it up giving it up
Lord knows that I'm right walking blind with a stick
Rhymes looking so tight silly rappers wanna lick but
The flow is so Virgin nobody gets a hit
Or you can get a hint of this brand new flow
Cuz it's already next year hiya
Past rappers too slow
You cant move i'm bad road caution
So when they see me they stop dey malfunction
And never come out again like an abortion
Cuz if you gimmie a beat i put the torch on
Shine the light on the mic then i get my church on
Sunday night every night
You would think I'm in a choir
The way the money stretch
Be like elastic
Fat money my pocket look fantastic
Call my money dead cuz i wrap it in black plastic
You know me I'm living lavida Mojo
Viva la loco these guys are local
Sounds like the mics they recorded pon was broken
True spoken words from a mogul
They can't move like bumpy roads for Ogun
U know me shii niggah its no use
Like five alive i'm best served cold
You know i got the juice
Best serve cold
Serve that Pete Sampras
Slow flow your majesty
Ball like I'm Agassi
Boiling the magazine suckas
See now me chilling in the back seat ah
And even when me chilling in my backstage ah
And yea you know i pull up in the back
When i pull up in my dark shades
Phenomenon in my Versace's on
Yea
On the fast lane ah
And all my people living it up
Pass it up
E plenty for my people to chupp
Ehh
See we go chupp like politician dey chupp
Until they giving it up giving it up
Credits
Writer(s): Mojola Aofiyebi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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