Heartache Lyrics

You lied, you lied

Every other night that you cried(you cried)

You lied, you lied

Every other nights that you cried(you cried)

Londonal

No be so we dey run ham

If we talk how we dey run ham

Everybody go con to start to dey phor

We never even drop gbedu

All the city girls don dey ask say

Londonal when we go see na

I tell them I be sinner

I hope you mind a dinner

Why you go dey fear to see my P-maN

If you really wanna ride wimmie in my Beamer

She tell me make I stop thug life

But I do it for my Mamma

I wonder how the story could end with depart

Salewa b d gal wey I chose from the start

I could remember everything you said in the past

Oh God again shouldn't b you breaking my heart

Yaah people see that you hot like hell

But what you practice underground the mouth can't tell

Moròpé moti r'angel, tó tutù bi Gabriel

Ashe lát'ori iphone moshì ma padà l'itel

Well story long Mata long, melo lamòh tafésoh

Odokun toti pakaso

Omo orogùn tó torí bomi ngbónóh

Taló fun lásho

omo tó loun ma dúrú lójókójó gongon tisálo

I thought I met my half buh she left

Leaving me with so so many scars

I'll never forget

All the love I shared with the wrong people

Was the fucking thing m ever gon regret

No be so we dey run ham

If we talk how we dey run ham

Everybody go con to start to dey phor

We never even drop gbedu

All the city girls don dey ask say

Londonal when we go see na

I tell them I be sinner

I hope you mind a dinner

Why you go dey fear to see my P-maN

If you really wanna ride wimmie in my Beamer

She tell me make I stop thug life

But I do it for my Mamma

Shey How I Dey feel if I bounce on the beat

100 minutes cannot contain what I spit

Salewa talk say I strict, cos I came from street

For my side we no get taxi

Even when me I sick, Your sister still Dey bill

All your frnds dem too love party

Every little line I dey pick, my medulla don dey thick

Don dey behave like Osama-biladin

No be so we dey run ham

If we talk how we dey run ham

Everybody go con to start to dey phor

We never even drop gbedu

All the city girls don dey ask say

Londonal when we go see na

I tell them I be sinner

I hope you mind a dinner

Why you go dey fear to see my P-maN

If you really wanna ride wimmie in my Beamer

She tell me make I stop thug life

But I do it for my Mamma