Songtexte




African Starboy
This is an emergency
What else?
Eyi yo Kizz, you don dey mad now
It is what it is
Let's go
Extra large, extra vim
X3 mi extra car, semi extra rim
Extra cash, but still
Na mi nso d so, wose mi yusu extra SIM
Mi wu extra gas, mi y3 extra gym
Mi flow ni y3 bright, mode extra dim
Extra, extra, extra things
Y3si ma y3 obolo, mi y3 ultra slim
Mi braggy, mi swaggy
X3 mi rappy, mi deejay
X3 s3 modegy
3Ny3nii mi da keke, mi style ni nyanu
Mose mi y3 ade
Mogya mo hu hu, e ne mo bla bla
Stagy3 baa mo nkra mu y3 somasa
Masaai Ghana, adekwasi Madagascar
African Starboy de shasa
You only live once, YOLO
High, bolo
Too much oil money, talo
Fly, polo
Na mobu mi zero
Astage A-G-H, y'all better follow
Got money, got fame
Y'all better crane
Living a new life, you think I'm insane
Best of the best, Starboy still maintain it
Yeah, I'm living your boss dream
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah
Make I tell you 'bout the money we dey make
The risk we dey take
The dough in the oven, the bread we dey bake
Cake, cream, honey in the house in the lake
We the reason why everybody hate
From the ghetto to the gutter
Gutter to the street
Street we dey hustle
Hustle to the bank
Bank see the teller
Tell her why we here
Na my MTCN, my money in my hand
I put food in my saucepan
Gave me enough to get a Mustang
See now I am blessed
I'm on the same track with the big boys
E y3 wo y3 aw3 b3 suesue
See, you gotta be brave, you gotta take chance
And you see the fake friends and they gon' pretend
See, now we are blessed, we gotta give thanks
If you wanna expand, then we gotta make plans
You know what I mean
So whether we walk or we drive a Tacoma
We gonna keep marching through life like a soldier
So whether we die or we fall in a coma
B3bia y3 duru no de3, chale y3 gu hard
So whether we walk or we drive a Tacoma
We gonna keep marching through life like a soldier
So whether we die or we fall in a coma
B3bia y3 duru no baa gbo ma
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah
Ghanafo feeli mi flow, right
Mop3 tiketa b3b3 hw3 mi show, right
Y3 de to f3m b3k33, k3 mi slow, right
Mak33 vacation ab3 wo, still I know size
M3 di mekyi, na wank33 t3t3 wazo's pipe
Nye me nk3 amakoma, m3t33 gadget ama foresight
Mens3 wo ne flow no so, raw vibes
H3 wo de s3 temaa, you are messing with the wrong guys
L3 akis3 m'adwoa ne church choir
Ka m3tiwu s3 na m3tiwu obi stretch bra
D3 3g3 wo ho 'cause I'm rolling with the best squad
Ghana kotsikora, nea mo tipe ne langa
Titibiti ne potolotis s3 k3 akoshit3
K33 b3di me din na ebi t3 fama na mosos3
Y3se hu3 n3 sesu, moko hw3 din bia mo bogu3
Afei na ebi bi baa na mo b3 f3 mi, fi b3 suka
Funny people, t3 3de biara mof3 s33 y3wo level
Farms na mofe lanka, mo w'atu mmoa mo vessel
Opportunity na mo nya, ka hw3 mo s3 kettle
Mipa bi sika d3 s3 so, still I will dey hustle
We going to the end, right
Stagy3, adi ga de use your pen, right
Tell my boys, we always go be friends, right
Rap go de mote f3 me pen drive, what else
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We dey fly, fly, fly
Very high, high, high
We dey fly, fly, fly
Up to the sky, sky, sky
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah
We no dey joke, we dey hammer
We just dey shine like summer
Just dey spend the dollar
Praise the Lord hallelujah



Autor(en): William Kojo Johnson



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