Oleku

Whoa-whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ooh
Ice Prince
Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
Ice Prince
Ice, Ice, Ice Prince

(I'm 'bout to explode)
(I'm 'bout to explode)
(I'm 'bout to explode) Brymo
(I'm 'bout to explode)
(I'm 'bout to explode)
(I'm 'bout to explode) eh, ah
Ice Prince Zamani

Oleku, tell me something wey I no fit do
Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu
Monini, monini, modeji, modeji
I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea

Okay, I'm so interesting
It's why they say that I'm the next thing
So even on features, I'm impressing
People do hate but I'm a flexing
Yeah, I learned the lesson
The throw mean shots, but I'm a chesting
I'm far from pop, my pop is resting
My flow so bad my tongue is vexing, yeah

No one is testing
I'm best by far is what I'm guessing (uh)
One, two, three, I win like wrestling
How can I lose? I'm with the best team, yeah
I'm the boy with the fire
DJ's give me more spin than a tyre
Seen it all, done it all sang in the choir
Feeling like I'm tenor here only go higher, yeah

O-o-o-oleku, now tell me something wey I no fit do
Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu
Monini, monini, modeji, modeji
I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea

Okay, its so exciting
The game's been dull, but I'm igniting
Positive flow, I'm so attracting
Whether freestyles or even writing, yeah
I put my life in, the bread don't cut I put the knife in
My left hand weak, I put the right in
And take my bars from J to Brighton, ah!

I see the lightning
I know sometimes the rain is frightening
No matter how hard the seed is ripening
So when you hear Icy Prince, you hype him, yeah!
I don try plenty, I dey rap, I dey sing, I dey come MC
There's too many songs, and I'm never empty
Na you chop stone if you want tempt me

Oleku, tell me something wey I no fit do
Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu
Monini, monini, modeji, modeji
I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea

Okay, I'm so contagious, and no one's done this good in ages
I put my foot in hell, courageous
Too many verse like bible pages, yeah
And I hope they play this
So I can grow up from low to apex
Until my account is fat and shapeless
Too many songs, but mine is latest, yeah

So love my haters
I'm getting my cake, I'm on the cake list
Beating my chest, I'm on the Ape list
You should be honoured and bow to greatness, yeah
See my name's getting famous
My team's fire men, you cannot flame us
Na baba God work, you cannot blame us
It's in vain when haters try aim us, yeah!

Oleku, now tell me something wey I no fit do
Mi o gbopo gbopo gbopo malo tu
Monini, monini, modeji, modeji
I hope you ready, 'cause it's oleku
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea
Feeling the boy, she feeling, she feeling the boy, yea-yea

Chocolate city, doctor Obus on the mix, baby