Port-harcourt Lyrics

Port-harcourt - Vicoka

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Lyrics by BHIG Lloyd

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Life E no easy for port harcourt

Food for the table my mama does

Even as unwatakiri

She go dey Waka from Borokiri to trans-amadi

Just to feed us, Papa sef been leave us

they know us ooh dey cut off,

Cut off like scissor ohh

Me i go fit die for my mama, cause me I no won cry say my mama lose me I go fit kill for my mummy, Mummy wipe your tears I'm sorry.. The person you are looking is a bad boy but when him mama talk nah attention anything you talk nah your concern.. All my decision nah for mummy..

She been dey walk from trans-amadi then moving down to Borokiri..

She no go let me hungry ooh I love you my mummy

She been dey walk from trans-amadi then moving down to Borokiri She no go let me I hungry uuh I love you my mummy

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Let me tell where the story started from

My daddy left my mummy to Carter for me

The pressure E dey choke me as the only Son

Aboy don dey hustle since a little boy

but I know ooh I know

say Dem won check say I don fall But I shake uhmm my foot I stand strong I be worrior

Normally one time for your own oluwa Borna legend E ooh Ajebo the Hustler

She been dey walk from trans-amadi then moving down to Borokiri She no go let me I hungry uuh I love you my mummy {x2}

~BHIG Lloyd