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Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
You done fucked up.
You done fucked up big time, this time, my friend
I no fit to help you now,
You no go beat this case
And you no fit escape,
She dey go torch up your place
You took it too far, I don't know who you think you are
Dabia wo bu emma kwasia,
Niɛ ɛɛba no diɛ wo dia ahh aah ah
Emefa's revenge, she's coming to end you
It's over, my friend, you cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends, and the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
Emefa's revenge, she's coming to end you
It's over, my friend, you cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends, and the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
You and your girl make plans, together saving funds
To buy some farmlands and start a poultry farm
Judging by the situation with immigration
In preparation for the relocation back to the motherland
Then you took things into your own hands
A personal romance, you and some woman
Squandering everything, tens of thousands
With the lies in every sin, you wonder how comes
You took it too far, I don't know who you think you are
Dabia wo bu emma kwasia,
Niɛ ɛɛba no diɛ wo dia ahh aah ah
Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent
Emefa's revenge,
She's coming to end you
It's over, my friend
You cannot pretend to
Not know how this ends
And the flowers I'll send you
Oh-oh-oh, you never go smell the scent



Авторы: Bondzie Ansah Copyright: Self Published Through Distrokid



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