Wahala (feat. Cowleg) Lyrics

Now it’s back to base like it was Uni

You couldn’t test me, you couldn’t do me

And I spent a life,

I wasn’t done

I took a bribe

I’m having fun

I’m obligated, I got to get it.

Word to my mama maximum parra

You would succeed word to my son!!

That’s still on God word to Allah!

I calculate it

I did the sum

You see the number

Your feeling Jump!

Your feeling Jumpy

I get it pop

Until it’s over

Man finna duck

Man feeling sweet

man feeling dirty!

Though I feel alive, I’m feeling loved

I should’ve died, I’m feeling Lucky,

I’m feeling puppy, I’m feeling pop pop pop!

Mi ofe Wahala,

I dunno any body for lagos

Mi owa trouble,

I no sabi person for abuja

Up to the island

I no get homie for mainland

Go Lokogoma

Go to banana

I no get paddy for here man

Mosolodolo mosolo

Mosolo dolo

Ololo lolo

No body follow me go to Gudu

Mosolodolo

Ololo lolo

nobody follow me go do the Juju

Mosolodolo

Ololo lolo

Nobody follow me go to Gudu

Mosolodolo

Ololololo

nobody follow me go to the juju

Know your big dog a bitch if he don’t put you on

I can smell Nigga snitch like a fucking cologne

Fuck it

You already know what’s going on!

I blow me some dollars I got it right back

This shit like a boomerang, come back around

I’m tryna show this Nighas what I’m about!!

Brrrrrrrr baaaawwww

Big Dog

Big Dog

Now it’s back to base like we unruly

maximum bass

Infinite grove

Can’t see my face

like it was suya

Hiding in space

They couldn’t see me

Look at the way it’s actually done

You tryna form is actually dumb!

Ashimekpe ashimecome

Brrrrrr

Flaunt all your curves

baby stroke for a pose

Take a bitch Nigga life

No I don’t need a dose

I know my young Niggas ready for war

Five hundred k with abeg for a show

Big dog Big Dog

No I’ve never been a middle man,

Them be wan fall the guy! but the bullet come meet he man

Girls dem sugar

But this ain’t Bennie man, Bennie man!

Bennie man

Beat down the block,

wet my guap let it grow

Rock all my chains everywhere that I go

25k for the rose call it glo

That Anna on my back seat just know it ain’t for show

I still got hood Niggas ready to stank!

How you gone start a gun fight with a plank?

Plank? Brrrrr

plan plan plan plan Plan plan plan

Can’t afford to lose focus

We stick to the plan!

He was throwing gang signs but he ain’t from the clan

Bitches gone leave a real G for a clown

Mi ofe Wahala,

I dunno any body for lagos

Mi owa trouble,

I no sabi person for abuja

Up to the island

I no get homie for mainland

Go Lokogoma

Go to banana

I no get paddy for here man

Mosolodolo mosolo.