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Dc

Checking out my baby eee

She no need my money eee

She just want to touch me eee

Baby Biko suffery eee

If you see the way she Dey rotate

Eh rotate e eh Eh Eh

She Dey make me Dey elevate

Eh elevate e Eh Eh

And her Bobby na my pillow case

Eh pillow case e Eh Eh

And if I need am she Dey cooperate

Eh coperate e Eh Eh

Omo she don enter my eyes

Killing the boy like that

You don scatter my heart

Upon say I get swag

Omo Amaka Dey my mind

I ready I want to fight

I say Forget your eye contact

I trust her with all my life eh eh

Hush hush, so soft, she Dey make me Relax

Oh shit run come, Na your body I Want

Big front, big back, me I no go deny

Draw draw, okro, as I touch her for Lap

Dc! I'm the life of the party

Check around, fine girls demma drag Me

Touch me, rock me, carry bobby Near me

It's all good, I'm obsessed with your Something

Sweet like sugar, yellow like Fanta

Bring the thing closer

Make I rearrange am

Gift you like Santa

Pounds abi dollar

Only money matter

Killing me proper

I'm on top of it

I'm constructing it

Round ass, sharp hip

I'm creating it

No time, turn back

Digging deep believe

The way you like am

Trust! I no go dull the thing

She go kill me

She Dey choke

Hold the thing ransom

Biko free me

Comatose me

No be small thing

I'm a fool for the thing

Who go save me

Checking out my baby eee

She no need my money eee

She just want to touch me eee

Baby Biko suffery eee

If you see the way she Dey rotate

Eh rotate e eh Eh Eh

She Dey make me Dey elevate

Eh elevate e Eh Eh

And her Bobby na my pillow case

Eh pillow case e Eh Eh

And if I need am she Dey cooperate

Eh coperate e Eh Eh

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