Lyrics:
Osinachimo okwa Chineye
My humble father Osinachi
My loving daughter sinachi mo
My baby mama sinachi
Dele momodu sinachi mo
No be by force to go dubai
Abi
Something you need to get by?
Do you cry sometimes?
Do you cry sometimes?
I know your mama's kinda sad
I know your papa's kinda mean
I would take it
Tell me is the love so plenty
Tell me baby do you need some more
God bless your mama who made you
Papa who raise you
I wanna protect you
Tell me is
Papa and Mama met, all for y'all to see magic
You got to see more when you look at it
I'm finding me everyday till I'm good at it
I tell myself before
swear i go dey by your side
you fine like my mama baby girl i wan see your papa ye ye
my baby comport Sha i treat you good call me comfort
me i like your
your Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
Look at your children
See their faces in golden rays
(how's the family)
(how's the family)
Mama, you tell me how's the family
And papa, tell me how thing's going by you
And little baby sister, I heard
before his throne
Let us join the host to sing o, Because you too much eeh, sing it with me, Baba your love and caring for me, It's too much , Baba i will
Mama Mama tell me can't you see?
This side of life is
What you've given to me
Forever thankful for conceiving me
Without your love I just could not
family legacy
His eyes unclear now, Papa held out a blue envelope with Rosa in script on its face
The last thing your mama was able to do on earth
Of her
fears in the bottom of your heart Mama
Caused by trauma Mama
But you're a solider and always will be
I'm always here for you, and always will sing
Dry
in the shower
Sing it every hour
Sing it, sing it, sing it
Sing it, sing it, sing it
Sing it with your mother sing it
Sing it, mama, sing it
Sing it
Yeah Yeah
Aowww
Getting tired of them biting this they last supper
How you finally reach the table and you lose your hunger
I would wonder what would
it's sparking up a grudge
Your papa so strict, but your mama flirty
When you see her, tell her I said hallelujah for me
And since you playing
Maybe
own in the week for a snack yeah, mmm
My whole life, the whole time
I was around mama, you were not here
My whole life, the whole time
I was around,
honey
Just be, be for real (Be for real)
I don't want your money, I don't need your money
(Be for real, girl) Just be for real, Just be for real, mama
Mama died havin' me and papa tried to raise me
And then he took to drinking when I was only three
I'd follow him and his guitar along the streets
I got to work in the morning you stay in bed
I work them fingers to the bone and come home half dead
Then it’s cold beer for supper and what you
can't sing that low! Friends, look for the Dooright bus comin' through your town real soon. Virgil! Virgil!!!"
FADES OFF AS DADDY DOORIGHT SCREAMS
hire
Until the man's dismissed
Stand up, be brave, insist
On decency, on liberty
Rebuild while we resist
Mama with your baby girl
Papa with your son
Hand
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
swear all of dem know me wella
Eh everybody I'm a plantain seller
Even youth everybody dem know me wella
Your mama dem know me wella
Your papa dem know me
far
And I've so far to go
I wait for the wind to blow
Oooh, mama
Oooh, papa
I'm trying, I'm trying to get some sleep
But I'm stuck inside this
Quick one
You know the vibe
EniStar you can sing aloud
See No cap we no too dey shout
We go on our gen if you take your light
See No lies everything
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