Illah Season Lyrics

Yeah

Bizzy on the beat

Illah, Big illah

London boy turned to naija man

Beat so litty call the fireman

Whoever think they harder they some liers fam

Slaughter these MC's like Ramadan

Don't make me show you cos I got the plan

Spin round their block like a ceiling fan

Then lick off that ... it go Biggie Bang

Don't make me psycho, I get silly man

Then jump on the beat with m bizzy man

I can never tell but I know they can

How many times they see me and I never ran

Too many gyalies, yeah, they love the man

Sexy body moving, yeah, I want to yam

Nine months later she go push a pram

The child ain't mine, she had many man

She a side chick, I don't give a damn

She a side chick, I don't give a damn

Aribaduchie skrt skrt am out

You claim you hustle, what's your turnaround

I'm buying stocks and shares, don't make me shut you down

Its illah flesh season , what you talking bout

Its illah flesh season , what you talking bout

London boy turned to naija man

Beat so litty, you call the fireman

Whoever think they harder, they some liers fam

Slutter these MC's like Ramadan

Don't make me show you, cos I got the plan

Spin round the block like a ceiling

Fan

Then lick off that ... it go Biggie Bang

Don't make me psycho, I get silly man

Then jump on the beat with m bizzy man

Then jump on the beat with with bizzy man

Haha ha, illah flesh

Let them know, I told them I never ran

Too many gyalies, yeah they love the man