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me
Cuz' I blew up in her face (nananana)
She says I owe her a apology
(One or two)
But this ain't what I fall for
Didn't I tell you not to wear that

sumn' (No not me)
Yeah, I want the racks, I ain't wanna owe em' none (Eat all my greens, yea)
Now I'm counting cash but I don't show em' none (No you

of fact know I owe you my life
To keep with my steez 
 Paid out the price
 You)0You keen did right
Ngemthantazo yakho I had  a Messiah
Tought me to chase

by pass
This lay way I am
Giena out
The closet
Malasho
Cut you shot
Body dropping
Pakulawa
I na making plawa
Pepper him
Pakutawa
Suck it, lick it
How

a hearse
You owe me rappers, this da time to reimburse
This song is only one take
Never had time to rehearse
Am da true rap savvy
All you emcees worthless

the drugs that I took is laced by some girl just tryna go taste me	
Damn I do it for the numbingness 	
My bro said stop the hard drugs you a zombie bitch	
I

I'm featuring
You's in it for a minute
Pushing you to a limit
Bordering on explicit
I really must insist it
Implicit your complicit
Come on by for

like the zealous 
Fresh oil on my forehead, i'm the Christ one
My fellas call me Justice, this the new deal 
Bot be te nkam na me te pam a TiVi, Owe me

you cyah take way my Inheritance
'Cause I know who I depend on
And I know who I decend from
And him done lead my direction
So me na walk on any road

too trusting
Just to settle again, do flips corked out like it's your house
A bottle, no glass, taking swigs
Only owe what you owe, its everything
Go

fit go house this night na here I won dey o
Why You dey send me
First bank and you dey use Opay
This one is funny o ah
This Love is foreign o

Abeg

Imole
Oooo oooo
They call me Freshout Jimmasun
Jimma sun lele
Awake
Wake up time
Omo don't confuse me
Na by quality
Moma tun ma sorin si
Fire burn my

akacha
Rose from fame to glory
All ye niggas owe me
See them chop my money
Before you see them hate me
Then ha no n'uso
Ha na eme inyanga maka m no n'uko

where the movement's gnarly
By your side we riders, Harley
Concrete jungle something like Bob Marley
With you by my side I feel like nothing could harm me

you owe me, please just pay me Ain't got time, so don't delay me
My GP called me lol, I gave you zinc but kid still cold, bro, we just dey keep it low

is what you lacking
The real you try to jack it
I noticed it don't fit you like those fake Gucci jackets
Make I no put mouth for wetin no concern me
By

na na na)
Give me my dinner (na na na na na)
Then pass me the dessert

Hey shorty, if I buy you a 40
You think that you can gimme some 'tang? I'm

owe me
Oh na na na na na
I'm sick of the Gucci i'm steppin' in Prada
Oh na na na na na
I'm just tryna be a man that my mom could be proud of
Na na na na

Don't call me local
Yeah am antai-social
I got 99 problems on me u ain't even one on my roster
Am a serial offender
UFC heavyweight contender
Me

big dog Nigga you can't little bro me
All the niggas talking shit Check the tab they owe me
Already told you One time
And imma tell you again
All them

craze
Stardom, exciting
I can perform some tracks, you give me the mic
Money but no heart, yeah, that's what we like
It's a one-way game by the rules

sobber
I shouldn't be here by now but mo kigbe hallelujah
No evidence I don explain tire
E Dey pain me oo but na Jah Dey run am
E Dey pain me oh E Dey pain

(Agidigba)

Who can tell me what my God can not do?
Can you tell me what my God can not do?
The only thing I know
My God no dey sleep oh
He no dey slumber
He

give you all my love ohh!
But you told me that you don't wanna owe nobody
Oh oh ah
Come Closer
Oh babe gal
Come Closer
And I promise you me never gonna