Lyrics:
Ovaltine(Prod. jomei) You fill my cup With the ovaltine Wail of the sugar Up to something Quilt wraps me Arise my domain Come inside I'll crown u my
oh Oh oh oh oh oh Human being oh human being Dem no fear God till dem see something Dem fear me for my melody My life is sweeter than ovaltine I know
Yuh, it’s that quarantine Told that bitch step outside – get some Ovaltine Ho, we eatin’ sliders – call that triple beam Pockets gettin’ fat, I’m
business I dey chase my dream energy Drink and néscafe don full e my system I can't sleep For my head You dey ring Like a bell Ovaltine Néscafe Dem no
look like mr mean Cos you wanna roll with me Im so sweet like ovaltine Yeah you better best believe You would never wanna leave Like a glock with a beam
weed coke dope Lean and morphine Chocolate tah flos Make fiends scream More Ovaltine (More Ovaltine Please) So So So Funkdafied So So So
go regret ooo So na so the matter be Na so the matter be No dey come dey put sand sand inside my ovaltine Or you no go like wetin your eyes go see Na
yeah sort of speak/ Not gone find to many other rappers as cold as me/ Over beats rappers sound sweeter than ovaltine/ Sweeter than ovaltine
broken tap Oya wait make I boil water for tea I get milik we go mix am with your chocolate ovaltine Wait make I love you cure your konji No dey tell me
here comes a poison arrow And I said I wasn't drinking today Now I got whisky in my Ovaltine Coffee with a shot of Puccine It's breakfast in a glass,
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
You're Ovaltine! You're a boom, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon, Over Mae West's shoulder, I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. Or GOP!
cat" Ah, do you remember that? Dancing close, little moron jokes and "cooties" in her hair Captain midnight, ovaltine, and the whip
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
and the lights were low He said "it's time to play the scene" "But it's time to drink my Ovaltine" Too old Too old He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
You're Ovaltine! You're a boom, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon, Over Mae West's shoulder, I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. Or GOP!
You're Ovaltine! You're a boom, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon, Over Mae West's shoulder, I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. Or GOP!
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
You're Ovaltine! You're a boom, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon, Over Mae West's shoulder, I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. Or GOP!
simulation a pattern in all mankind What's got the whole world fakin' it? I'll be...playing with my magazine... Using up my Listerine...Like Ovaltine
a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley, You're Ovaltine. You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder. I'm a nominee
You're Ovaltine! You're a boom, You're the dam at Boulder, You're the moon, Over Mae West's shoulder, I'm the nominee of the G.O.P. Or GOP!
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