Intro
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I dedicate this to all the ladies wey they see us before wey they pass by album
Nowadays we go say hi

Chorus 2x
Back in the days
Them never use to come but now when dem see us
Na to run run follow we
Why?
I don’t know why
May be na because them they see us for TV
Why?
I don’t know why
Were you been dey when ‘owu’ dey blow me why
I don’t know why
I don’t know wo wo wo wo wo

Verse 1
I want be millionaire
Like Bassey and company
Always wanted to be the one
The ladies accompany
Old boy you need to see
The way the ladies were all dumping me
Like say I be refuse or a bay
With a drunk and a cruise
Them they dune on me what!!!
This economy sucks
Baba God even in rain
Shine your sun on me when I look for mirror
Na stranger I dey see
In front of me
You no ‘owu’ ehe
Na me reveal the synonym
Never holding pocket dry
Very skinny rugged guy
Kind of guy who tells ladies ‘hi’
Dem go say ‘hi’
Born without a silver spoon
But him I go get am small ‘when’
No dey shout cool
Just give me a year or two
Like eze, I’ll go to school
Ukpali I go show you proof
See me now
Even when you close your eyes
You go see me now, why
Because them dey try imagine
How I go be to be now hee, hee, hee
Shey you they see us now pele

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Verse 2
... in those days
When i been dey
Just be single like like Destiny's Child
All of them don come back
Them kneel down dey beg
Say You Sultan, please sign your name on my chest
Augustus, give me show
Shock my pay
Now wetin make I dey hear
I dey make in dey there
Yo B, don look say my pay pass yours
No wonder she dey run come greener pastures

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Verse 3
Dum dibli dibli dibli dibli di dan di do
Party inna the place, we no fit do that before
But now when they see say we dey run microphone
All the girls, them no want leave we alone
We thank God o
Lagos, Nigeria to London
Lambo, we thank God o
After the rain, come sun so we dey move on
On on on on...
Them say we no go shine
Wetin dey
The evil has disbanded
Now the able has landed

Yo, what's wrong with you mister
....
I roc the mic
all places
I am up in the mix dropping the hits
I make opposition drop like terrorists after 6
My mouth be the weapon
So people, hot steppin
I smash ....
better checking every second
Baby shake it for me
While I bend it like I am Beckham

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