Lyrics Gra Gra - Timaya

Me I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
Right now I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga (right)

You no wan work you want to chop oh
You no wan strive you want to flex oh
You must to serve before you be boss oh
You no wan suffer you wan enjoy oh
Right now me I′m chilling in my Chulo-Chulo way
God know say I work hard to be where I dey
If you try to mess with me I look the other way
But if you fuck up you will never get away

Right now I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
I say me I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga

Everything is popping up for my side
That's why the people eyes they chook for my side
I got shooters wey fit ′cause homicide (true)
Me I dey sail everyday with all of my guys
I say tank is full
Person wey dey talk don chop belle full (chulo)
Back I'na the days dem call me a fool
See me today say my God l'm grateful
It′s Chulo eh

Say me I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
Right now I don′t do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga

I say you no wan work you want to chop oh
You no wan strive you want to flex oh
The thing wey dey worry you dey for your body
Person wey dey fail na like to complain
You no wan work you say, "Chukwubiko"
You go expect manna to fall from heaven oh
Person wey dey carry last too dey complain
The thing wey dey worry you dey for your body, eh-eh

Do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
That's why I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga

Hear me now, see
If life give you pain, please pop champagne oh
Don′t give a damn, don't you complain oh
See these people dem a insane oh-oh-oh
If life give you pain, please pop champagne oh
Don′t give a damn, don't you complain oh
See these people dem a insane oh-oh-oh

Me I tell them me I see O God hear me
Look!, eh nobody for my side
Me I look my left my right
I see nobody for my side
Hustlers don′t complain, we just figure it and slide
Say we ready for the rainy day, only God dey my side

Me I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
Right now I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga

You no wan work you want to chop oh
You no wan strive you want to flex oh
You must to serve before you be boss oh
You no wan suffer you wan enjoy oh
Right now me l'm chilling in my Chulo-Chulo way
Everybody know say me don't give the fuck I dey
If you try to mess with me I look the other way
But if you fuck up you will never get away

Right now I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga
I say me I no dey do gra-gra, do gra-gra
I no dey gberaga