Runtown IBK (Re-up) ft. Runtown Lyrics

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It's your boy Nomineey baby oh

Let the music take over your soul I pray

International badman killa

I don warn you no dey call my cellular

If I catch you one must go down

You no fit see me Afrobeats John Cena

And bury you like undertaker

Obviously e go be like visual

No vixens just me and my niggas

Smoking trees in a brand new Benzema

I don tell them when it's up then it's up

When it's down then it's down

You can't force it

Even devil can't stop me

Walai

She asked me for a favour then I tell her go down

She must suck she must f*ck

That's the rule of the law

You gats work to dey chop

when it's up then it's up

When it's down then it's down

You can't force it, Even devil can't stop me

A lifestyle you can't copy

Walai talai

She asked me for a favour then I tell her go down

She must suck she must f*ck

That's the rule of the law

You gats work to dey chop

International badman killa

Pull up in a benz you go reconsider

I don't know why the gyal dem shiver

I don't know why the girl dem do that

Jmappelle the girl dem sugar

We no give kiss only keys to the Beamer

I don't know why the girl dem shiver

I don't know why the girl dem do that

Any where we go two three girls we get in a row

Badman killa if you never know

Who run the thing Everybody know

Every other night we dey kill another show

Say she need a man to make her lose control

You know where to find me love

Penthouse in the W that is how we roll

Oh woah woah woah woah baby

I be rolling in my Lambo daily

She go holla she go scream o save me

Badman I make the girls go crazy

Oh woah woah woah woah baby

I'm dripping no Gucci no Fendi

When I pull up inna Benz you pay me

All these other niggas fugazi

when it's up then it's up

When it's down then it's down

You can't force it, Even devil can't stop me

A lifestyle you can't copy

Walai talai

She asked me for a favour then I tell her go down

She must suck she must f*ck

That's the rule of the law

You gats work to dey chop

Agh agh agh

Woah woah woah woah

You gats work to Dey chop

That's the rule of the law

You gats work to Dey chop

Ouu ouu ouu

I feel so guilty that I killed your

Runtown biko no sue me

Abeg make you forgive me

It's your boy Nomineey baby oh

Let the music take over your soul I say

Let the music take over your soul I pray

It's your boy Nomineey baby oh