Lyrics Get Me - Falz

Ah! Yeah!
Bad guys in the building
Yeah!
I dey for bed since I dey try move
In my 27years I never see this kind groove
We dey fight hangover me and my guy Jones
And I no dey I too dey like booze
You know that kind level wey you don shack to
Wey you see every girl like if I catch you
Lola say she want place
Make we come highschool
Okay thank you
But me I'm quite cool
I don't know about Jones but use your best effort
I'm a good man I don't succumb to peer pressure
I shack up I demo
Only for like 10 seconds
For the shortest resistance, I hold the best record
20 minutes later
Hot don cool down brother
We don stop to bother
Shayo don dey enter
Lola pass the polishi
Make we smoke the claro
I come start to wonder
Let me go for parole
They don get me
See as fine girl dey wound person
Ah dey form hard when nobody send me
Chai! They don get me
Ah! They don get me
See as fine girl dey wound person
Ah dey form hard when nobody send me
Chai! they don get me
Ah dey prove hard guy
Ah dey there dey form stunt
Me wey no dey smoke ah don clear one blunt
Ah dey mix when already sef guys don drunk
The high come dey be like say e go last one month
She give me space cake
She say guy come chop
Ah say gimme space
Wait my heart wan stop
Ah still try comport
Many guys don knock
Make them like form 12
All my guys don talk
I chop the cake finish
Now ah see the light
Ah dey ask Lola why the sun dey rise in the night
I no know wetin Jones don add to him Sprite
But na Psalm23 wey my guy dey recite
20 minutes later
Hot don cool down brother
We don stop to bother
Shayo don dey enter
Lola pass the polishi
Make we smoke the claro
I come start to wonder
Let me go for parole
Ooo!
They don get me
See as fine girl dey wound person
Ah dey form hard when nobody send me
Chai! They don get me
Ah! They don get me
See as fine girl dey wound person
Ah dey form hard when nobody send me
Chai! they don get me
Ah dey ask Lola why the sun dey rise in the night
Chai! they don get me
Na Psalm23 wey my guy dey recite
They don get me
Aah! Dey don get me
See as fine girl dey wound person
I dey form hard when nobody send me
Chai! They don get me