TTC Lyrics

Kehvhin omo tope

Its mr fabulous

Am a bad boy to the core

You know music ma my weapon

Won't omo ti o ba ti gbon

Ita loma ti koleko

So kiwon to ba mi so

I don put my self on call

I no get anybody but God

Mo won ara iwo bobo yiu

They were never serious

Never believing us

Now they are billing us

Cos we are making millions

I don put myself on call

I no get nobody but God

They were never serious

Never believing us

Now they are billing us

Cos we are making millions

I don put myself on call

So make I preach with my song

Many people Dey latigbo

Koma sore Gidi mo

Everybody don Dey fuck up

Like a pest to my soul

Choco

Tikobasowo koseni toma bamijo

Everybody on him own

So mo need lati gbokan

Tell me who fit Dey for me

Who Dey like who no get money

Even if my girl say promise me

Tobaya omo she go leave

So mo need lati jara mi

Tiba Sonu kiyawarami

Kin shishe kin gba wire mi

Kinti gbe Ayinke saya mi

See my life no stressing

Do your own no vex me

Everybody with him lesson

You still never know person

No call on person call on God

Ologo yato sologo

Better know who you call upon

Live your life make you fill your cup

So make I preach with my song

Many people Dey latigbo

Koma sore Gidi mo

Everybody don Dey fuck up

Like a pest to my soul

Choco

Tikobasowo koseni toma bamijo

Everybody on him own

So mo need lati gbokan

So make I preach with my song

Many people Dey latigbo

Koma sore Gidi mo

Everybody don Dey fuck up

Like a pest to my soul

Choco

Tikobasowo koseni toma bamijo

Everybody on him own

So mo need lati gbokan