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Ashewo
Nasboi, 2Baba, & Falz
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But the way I'm feeling, I love it
I don't ever want to unfeel it, eh
Eh wassup?
Nasboi lแป แนฃรฉ beat, o ye, o eh
Falz TheBahdGuy in the building by the way
Heba! boy
Everything wey dem yarn you na cruise
I swear na cruise
Ashewo boy for their eyes
Them say I'm lose (dem say I'm lose o)
Normally, I be playboy, but I don change
I don change, I don change o
Capture my heart like a criminal
No let me fall, jแปwแป hold me now
Give me your love, oh Philomena, oh-oh, (I don change oh)
'Cause you got me thinking of ways, just to prove, there's nothing to prove
I'm on my ten toes for you, baby o
So I say (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Ashewo boy don love oh (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble Maradona (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
รmi 13 missed calls (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble player o (stop that, stop that)
Like play, like play, dem don convert gangster chei (gangstar chei)
Chineke me, player don catch e feelings, eh
I'll never ever feel the same again o, (ah)
Ashewo don born again o
Na one chance, I don enter, my medulla, e don scatter
But the way I'm feeling, I love it
I don't ever want to unfeel it, eh
(Eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Ashewo boy don love oh (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble Maradona (them don dribble Maradona) (eh-ah-eh, ah-eh)
รmi 13 missed calls (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble player o
Ah, look at the way she give me leg over (รจgรฉ)
13 missed calls on her cellular (yepa)
One blow cause seven die, I dey jolly biggy body burst medulla
Little did I know that I am a goner, trap me for corner, chop me for supper
Go to VAR, check it for contact, counter attack me, swear I for come back
Ah, they warned me about Potiphar's wife, but I didn't remember the sermon that night
She serve am for me, แปmแป e con go hot
Me I chop spaghetti and I lost focus
Orรญแนฃirรญแนฃi eran pelu octopus
Now I dey skip verse one, I dey jump chorus
We dey come from lust (oh), e don turn to love (ah)
I dey go open shop for her front domot
So I say (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Ashewo boy don love oh (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble Maradona (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
รmi 13 missed calls (eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Them don dribble player o
Nasboi, a bad boy, mรก lแป fi mรญ แนฃรกko
Nasboi, a bad boy o, แบนyรกn 2PAC Shakur
(eh, ah-eh, ah-eh, eh, ah-eh, ah-eh, eh, ah-eh, ah-eh, eh, ah-eh, ah-eh)
Vibes, vibes, vibes tรณ dรนn bi oyin lแป, El Shakur
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