paroles de chanson Thank God - Kofi Kinaata , DopeNation

Ah ah. Move. Ah ahh ...
Aban adin mpo . Uh uhh uhh... Hehe
Sↄmi. Call me Kofi Kinaata
Its B2 baby, Twist! Feel that
Ↄrikↄdu. Dope Nation
Thank God I′m a winner o
Thank God for the money eh
Ah thank God for the girle oh
Wey come wey no chop all my money ah
Thank God for my mommy eh
As are the days I no hungry eh
Even if life makes some way
Mama di pray for me eh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Thank God for my life oh mana
As I dey pray for my daily manner
We no dey fear, everywhere make dry
But man still dey, still fresh oh
Thank God for the hoods days
No reply and the blue ticks
M'anu mbↄ
But now I cruise in your dream car
With a new chick
Awurade wo ne me last stop
Eno be fair if you no reach the bus stop
Face mouth you for take the mask off
You think we are free but we still in handcuffs
Make we dey run but then still we can′t walk
Make we dey shout but then still we can't talk
You claim you be gatekeeper you get the key
God dey we go break the padlock
The enemy can't stop, ooh lie
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Aban adin mpo
Na rushing tↄwo boasi
Ah hwԑ ma me dwen ho mpo a me nti asi
Aka obi nkua dԑbia na disaster oh
Efrono na wo twen wo duro fom
But still naa me yԑ bus
Sԑ won ndi Picanto haha
Bԑ kal mbirԑ na yԑl startling
Wo si wo nua nka wo ho a wↄn passing wo
Buh me nya abotale ntwen ma obi mma me pass
Nti ԑka me wo oh, nka me wo oh me tackle
Boga boga boga yeah ke hwe won
Nyԑ aye na yԑn wo da no
Hustlers na street from nyinaa
Wo nfa gidi nka sԑ afi ye
I fi to do without
God ah,
Ntԑ Trasacco di obia nkase ԑyԑ neighbor
Baba God ah (God ah)
Ntԑ UK na yԑle ba ho a yԑ gi visa (gi visa)
Deliver
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Thank God I′m a winnero
Thank God for the money
Thank God for the girle oh
Wey come wey no chop all my money ah ahh
Thank God for my mommy ah
As are the days wey I no hungry
Even if life make some way
Mama dey pray for me eh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh
Aahh ... (Aahh). Eeeh... (Eeeh ee)
Osay... Osay, osay Baba oh