Letra de Won Le Le - Mavins

(Feat. ["LADIPOE","Magixx","Crayon (NGA)","Bayanni","Rema","Boy Spyce"])

You know I don't even blame you

You didn't notice us

We started to shine

Yeah

They didn't notice 'til the moment I started to glow

Now pretty ladies drop it lower than konko below

Is that the reason that I carry my shoulders so high?

I guess it's just the arrogance starting to show (Trust me)

Now it's all about the commas when I'm speaking grammar (Woah)

Balenciaga bag under the Agbada (Yeah)

Remember when we couldn't even break bread? (Break bread)

Now I'm sitting at the table observing my manners

Chop bag, clean mouth, everybody code

Pull-up backstage, every groupie no be hoe

Funny when you blow you be everybody bro (I swear)

At least I got lifelines to show

Make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri

Me I dey grind nonstop

Me no wan hear if it's not 'bout the money, ah

As I dey run my run

Make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri, ah

Me I dey grind nonstop

Me no wan hear if it's not 'bout the money, ah

As I dey run my run

Mo ni, won le le, won le le, won le ba

When we come through you know we shut it down

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now, uh, oh no, yeah

Won le le, won le le, won le ba

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now

When we come through you know we shut it down uh, oh no, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

All she wear na Gucci, Gucci nah, nah yeah

Omoge see as you sweet like sushi, sushi, nah, nah yeah

New money, new money

Omo no be new money please don't call me

Old money, old money

Omo ama le won lere new money, yeah, yeah

Chale make you no dey waste my time (Time)

Tell me why you wan dey call my line (Line)

'Cause if it's not about the kudi oh

Say me I don't give no damn (Damn)

Two-four-seven, I'm on my grind (Grind)

Be like say you no understand ('Stand yeah)

'Cause if it's not about the kudi oh (Kudi ooh)

Say me I don't give no damn

Mo ni, won le le, won le le, won le ba

When we come through you know we shut it down

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now, uh, oh no, yeah

Won le le, won le le, won le ba

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now

When we come through you know we shut it down (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), uh, oh no, yeah

See me see wahala (Hmm)

Enemy wanna do me bad (Hmm)

Everybody know I no dey shout (Hmm)

Me I got my mind on the bag (Hmm), mhm

Why you wanna run me scam?

If na race I go run your kele, put am for my lap (Hmm)

Manager uninstall Twitter

Be like I go let the money start to talk for me sha

Now thema dancing to my reggae

And my blues and my dancehall

Singing word for word to my music they call jargon

I be spitting fire to the mic like a dragon

Went from jumping danfo in Isolo to a wagon

I be writing songs every day in my parlor

Who you wan underrate?

No go try me I bad gan

I be the king

I be the he

Gimme the keys to the Mercedes

Look gentle but I dey gba gan

Make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri (Yeah)

Me I dey grind nonstop

Me no wan hear if it's not 'bout the money, ah

As I dey run my run

Make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri, ah

Me I dey grind nonstop

Me no wan hear if it's not 'bout the money (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ah

As I dey run my run (Uh, yeah)

Mo ni, won le le, won le le, won le ba

When we come through you know we shut it down

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now, uh, oh no, yeah

Won le le, won le le, won le ba

Pretty girls wanna buss it for me now

When we come through you know we shut it down uh, oh no, yeah (Yeah)

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