Wizkid – Jaiye Jaiye ft. Femi Kuti

               

Arararara
Ororororo
Yah
As you can see (oh yes)
You are all very welcome (very very welcome)
VERSE
Mo fe kole fun mama mi
Mo fe rale fun baba mi
Aiye ni miami
Maserati fun iyawo mi
Ferrari for soshi
Ferragamo Bugatti
Owo lo dun to yii
Mo fe lowo bi Adenuga
Mo fe fe Esosa
Ngozi penperenpe
All of them for me
Ati Tee baby now
You cannot believe what I have seen with my eyes
Say my people it is a beautiful story (na na na)
See I fought through defeat now I am living a better life
And I’m thankful for the life that I am living (nuh nuh)
CHORUS
Wizzy baby loke loke
Seb’Oluwa lo se o
Owo n wole wa
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
Lagos today and London tomorrow
Oluwa lo se o
Omo jaiye jaiye
Seb’Oluwa lo se oh ah
Wizzy baby loke loke
Seb’Oluwa lo se o
Owo n wole wa
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
Lagos today and London tomorrow
Oluwa lo se o
Omo jaiye jaiye
Seb’Oluwa lo se oh ah
VERSE
I’m balling I’m balling..
I’m balling for two
Let nobody do me bad or intrude
I’m balling I’m balling..
I’m balling for two
Let nobody do me bad or intrude
Wizzy bad musician
Sarz bad producer
Ahhh you already know
We run every show
Owo n la wole (amen)
A kole mole (amen)
Maserati Ferrari (amen)
Ferragamo Bugatti (amen)
Owo nla wole (amen)
A kole mole (amen)
Maserati Ferrari (amen)
Ferragamo Bugatti (amen)
(CHORUS)
VERSE
Yaga
If you call am woman
African woman no go gree (she go say i be lady o)
If you call am woman
African woman no go gree (she go say i be lady o)
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
She go say I no be woman
Oluwa lo se o
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
She go say I no be woman
Seb’Oluwa lo se o
She go say I be lady
Seb’Oluwa lo se o ah
(AFROBEAT SOLO)

AM NOT A HUMAN BEING BY LIL WAYNE

                 LIL' WAYNE LYRICS

"I Am Not A Human Being"

I am not a human being
Uhh, pussy for lunch
Pop all the balloons and spit in the punch
Yeah, kush and the blunts
I ride through your block see a foot in the trunk
I don't know why they keep playin
I better replay 'em
Giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland
Together we stand and fall on y'all
Ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball
These days ain't shit Young Money is
Got mars bars three musketeers
Come through coupe same colour as veneers
And you know I'm riding with the toast, cheers!
Now I'm back on my grizz
And y'all's a bunch a squares like a motherfucking grid
Shit fuck with me and get hit
Shhhit I finger fuck the nina make the bitch have kids
Just do it my nigga I just did
Name a motherfucker deeper than me bitch did
Ya dig, this here is big biz and I scream fuck it
Whoever it is

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank God that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

Ughh, I'm rockstar baby
Now come to my suite and get lockjaw baby
Rich nigga lookin at the cops all crazy
It's the mob shit nigga Martin Scorsese
Heater close range, cuz people are strange
But I bet that AK 47 keep you ordaned
You can't see weezy nor wayne
Im in the far lane, im running this shit – hundred yard gain
Uhhh, swag on infinity
Im killing em, see the white flag from the enemy
Shoot you in the head and leave your dash full of memories
Father forgive me for my brash delivery
I will try you, I wouldnt lie dude
I must be sticky cuz them bitches got their eyes glued
Young money baby we the shit like fly food
Yall cant see us – like the bride shoes.
I stand tall like a muthafuckin 9’2
I scream motherfuck you and whoever design you
And if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to
And we dont die, we multiply and then we come divide you.

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank god that I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not basic
I am not a human being

Reporting from another world
Magazine full of bullets you can be my cover girl
Ness go the weed thicker than a southern girl
Strong arm rap like a nigga did a hundred curls
Rock star biatch, check out how we rock
And if this aint hip hop it must be knee hop
Im higher than a tree top
She lick my lollipop
I still get my candy from your girlfriends sweet shop
Spitting that he rock im smooth not Pete Rock
And my money on etcetera – 3 dots
Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops
You better run mothafucka, cuz we not
You better run till your feet stop
You aint even on a fucking alphabet in my tea pot
Colder than a ski shop
Holding on to the top, and even if I let go I still wont G-rock

I am the Rhyming Oasis
I got a cup of ya time I wont waste it
I got my foot on the line I’m not racin’
I thank God that I am not basic
I am not a human being

am not a star by rick ross

     

                    

       RICK ROSS LYRICS

"I'm Not A Star"

Maybach music
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a pistol in the car, a 45
If I'd die today, remember me like john lennon
Bury the louis, I'm talkin all brown linen
Make all of my bitches tattoo my logo on they titty
Put a statue of a nigga in the middle of the city
Load up the choppers like it's december thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
Told em my partnah and help them faggots give em thirty
I told em I got it, therefore I gotta do ya dirty
Back on my benz, been in these bitches 830
Scoot me a dime, now man get off at 1030
Goin on 12, go home and tell that man I'm lyin'
I got a bake sale, bitches stunnin for the pie
9 for the slice, dummy that's a dan marino
Talkin quarterbacks mean ya talkin quarter kilos
Niggas feel my pain, I aint even gotta say it
Where I come from if they be hopin thatcha payin
How I can save when all my niggas in the can
And by my brothers people, motherfucker take my hand

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star [x4]

All black Lamborghini, smokin on the sticky
Got a couple dollars, now this nigga think he ricky

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star [x4]

I'm not a star, somebody lied, I spent a milly on the car
It come alive, never feed it after dark, gotta treat it like gremlin
It's a multi-million dollar motherfucker in it
And I'm quick to blow a milli in a minute
I know them people wanna stick me with the senates
I'm a player catchin bitches like I'm TO
Trunk full of work, yea this nigga think he neno
Three dice yea, grab a nigga for a kilo
Pink ring a hundred grand but keep that on the d-low
Diddy negotiates and the paperwork the TO
My niggas never sing if I need em I go to neo
Fuck a famous bitch then I treat her just like a ski-oh
Not even worth a shower, just grab me a stick of deo
Monday for monages and tuesday I get a trio
And the bitch that get a gift on the scriff, she was a PO

Pull up to the club I got a kilo in the car
Black card for the niggas spending c-notes at the bar
I'm not a star [x4]

lollipop by lil wayne ft static major

"Lollipop"
(feat. Static Major)

Ow... Uh huh Young Mula Baby
I say he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the wrapper

She lick me like a lollipop [x4]

[Chorus 1 (x2):]
Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
OK, little mama had a swag like mine
She even wear her hair down her back like mine
I make her feel right when it's wrong like lying
Man, she ain't never had a love like mine
And man I ain't never seen an ass like hers
And that pussy in my mouth had me loss for words
Told her back it up like erp erp
And I made that ass jump like jerk, jerk
And that's when she lick me like a lollipop (oh yeah I like that)
she lick me like a lollipop (I like that)
she lick me like a lollipop (I like that)
she lick me like a lollipop

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2:]
Shawty wanna thug (oh yeah I like that)
Bottles in the club (oh yeah I like that)
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch your lovely lady lumps

[Static Major:]
OK after you back it up and stop
Drop it shawty drop it like it's hot
Oh, drop it like it's hot
Do it shawty don't stop

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't shit
Shawty said the nigga that she with ain't this
Shawty said the nigga that she with can't hit
But shawty I'm a hit it hit it like I can't miss
And he can't do this
And he doesn't do that

Shawty need a a refund, need a bring that nigga back
Just like a refund I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back
Because I like that

[Chorus 2]

she lick me like a lollipop [x3]
So I let her lick the wrapper
Like a lollipop

[x4]
Call me so I can make it juicy for you
Call me so I can get it juicy for you

[Chorus 1]

I get her on top she drop it like it hot
And when I'm at the bottom she Hillary Rodham
The middle of the bed
Giving getting head, giving getting head, giving getting head

I said mhm... I like that
Said u. I like that
I said mhm... I like that
Mhmm

Call me so I can come and do it for your
Call me so I can come and prove it for your
Call me so I can make it juicy for you
Call me so I can get it juicy for you

Shawty wanna lick me like a lollipop
she lick me like a lollipop
She said he's so sweet
Makes her Wanna lick the wrapper
So I let her lick the wrapper

ur waist by iyanya

Ladies
Its Iyanya

Ur waist ur waist all I want is ur waist (4x)
Mkpoweto mkpoweto
Figure 8oo Figure 8oo
Mkpweto mkpoweto
Figure 8oo Figure 8oo

My waist my waist all he wants is my waist

My waist my waist he wants my figure 8

My waist my waist all he wants is my waist

My waist my waist he wants my figure 8 aahhh

Maa maa maa maa maa ehhh aruga naaa

ehhh aruga Tonto Dike

Genevieve

Maa maa maa maa maa ehhh aruga 

Eh Makosa don stop till u get it up (2x)

Roll ur waist like a janglova

Tiwa Savage roll am ooo

Tonto Dikeh roll am ooo

Yvonne Nelson roll am ooo

Yvonne Nelson,i have ur medicine (2x)

Terere Tererererere

Hmmm

Terere Tererererere

Pump it like a rollacoster

Help me bring that booty closer

Terere Tererererere

Hmmm

Terere Tererererere

Ur waist ur waist all I want is ur waist (4x)

Mkpoweto mkpoweto

Figure 8 ooo Figure 8 ooo

Mkpoweto mkpoweto

Figure 8 ooo figure 8 ooo

My waist my waist all he wants is my waist

My waist my waist he wants my figure 8

My waist my waist all he wants is my waist

My waist my waist he wants my figure 8 aahhh

Maa maa maa maa maa

Oya Eh Makosa don stop till u get it up (2x)

Roll ur waist like a janglova

Help me bring that booty closer

The way that you wine it to me oo

You make me wan spend my money oo

The way that you give it to me oo give it to me that you give it to me oo

The way that you wine it to me oo

You make me wan spend my money oo

The way that you give it to me when you give it to me that you give it to me oo 

Terere Tererererere

Hmmm Terere Tererererere

Pump it like a rollacoster

Help me bring that booty closer

Terere Tererererere

Hmmm
Terere Tererererere

Its Iyanya

sexy mama by iyanya ft wizkid

Oh yea
It’s Iyanya
And your boy Wizzy
Yea yah!!!
Triple M G
Its D’Tunes again o
Heybah….here the ladies at?
Let’s go
Baby Give it to me no delay
Baby whine for me no dey waste time
Wizzy Baby no shere
Shebi wizzy baby ati Iyanya
Girl your dance dey make me craze
Girl your dance dey make maga
I’m feeling your sexy waist
And D’Tunes still the best oh
Baby give it to me
Just go down low
Pass it to me like Ronaldo
I got the power come and go
Anywhere that you go, girl me i’ll go yeah
Keep fronting, i am on to the next
When she’s with me, her boyfriend na ex
And she know we the best
Where the ladies at?
Lets go!
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
See this sexy lady
She blow she blow my mind
This girl she one of a kind
Her nyash dey make me maga
Baby shake it
Give it to me don’t be late
Gbe sun mo mi, lets relate
Don’t be late, my baby
Inside my condo
Was that your boyfriend?
I don’t Know
All the girls them are running helter-skelter
Them coming to my condo
Me no talk but she follow
It’s time leave , she say don’t go
Tonight is out lucky night
Oya close your eyes for the hmm
So she call me Spartacus
See the things money don cause
We young and getting it
And that is why all the girls love us
You can chop my money go now
As long as you ready to carry go down
Girl I’m feeling to open now
Baby….. Baby….
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ladies
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
Kia ma sa kia ma sa kia ma sa
We re we re we re oh ah oh ah
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
We re we re we re oh ah oh ah
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
We re we re we re oh ah oh ah
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa
We re we re we re oh ah oh ah
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Sexy mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa mama
Oya ka jo mama
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa…it’s Iyanya
Ki ya masa ki ya masa ki ya masa…it’s D-tunes again o
Yo
Its yo boy wizzy
Emezy
Triple M G
Oh wow
Two thousand and forever
Where the ladies at?
It’s Iyanya and D-tunes again

stupid love by olamide ft smaklef

Intro

Ehhhh, badoo, badoo
(Ehh, ehh, ehh, ehh)
Badoo, Ohkay

Chorus (X2)

She carry front, she carry back
She too package, I can't leave her
She's one of the reasons wey i get liver
Nothing in this world that I cant give her
I'm loving you, ehhh (X2)

Verse 1


Kilon shi e, se lon gbeni wa ni
All the girls show me love, so tell me why me
In Malysia, loun loun, won wa mi
Won fun mi ni shi, omo ma lo wa mi
Oya, ka jo ma jo, like D'pizzle, mo ti mu alomo yo
Oya sun mo bi, ma lo ma slowww, ma lo ma slow
O girl, there's something about you, and you know say me no dey doubt you
But if I catch you, ma je'se bi cashew
Uhm, lets go, to the dancefloor
Let's go (X3)
Now freestyle

Chorus (x2)

Verse 2

I'm talking to you, o roun biya mi kere
O fin mi jo kukere, oya, ma lo ma mu mi sere
Girl you know that I wanna dance with you pere
O'n ja mi laya (yaba), O kan mi laya
Go down low, baby, je ka fire (x2)
Samklef lo ra romo fun mi, mo ti mu weyrey yo
Oya tele mi lo, motto fun fere yo
You and I, ahh, you, ahh
A wa ma yata, stupidity is taking over me
Ewo ni jangle over me
E dey go up, down, up, down, O my God

Chorus (X2)

Outro

Ehh
O roun biya mi kere, O fin mi jo kukere (x4)
South Africa, dem dey buy keto, E wo, o lo dance si azonto (X2)
Ahh, O roun biya mi kere, O fin mi jo kukere
Am I Mad? Are you a learner? Do I look like Awilo Logonba?
Ehhhhh, Samklef on the beat
We are high and we are high like that
there's nothing you can do about it, we are high noni
ok, ok, ok, go down low baby, Mr DJ
O my God, I think sey the beat don finish
ok, ok, ok, ok

ok, seriously, i'm just being stupid
Omo, I never jonze like this before for my life