Apapa Lyrics

I got the jazz

I got the

I got

I got

Yeah

Jini

I no fit forget when sapa been dey show for my eye

Babe no gree put number for my palasa

Raba no dey, na why

And I been dey like all her pics

Data come finish

I no been fit come online

Ny neighbour name him internet "use your sub"

Because him no wan share WiFi

Omo that 2014 na die

Na who give up

Na him fuck up, my guy

I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake

And I no fit to stop walahi

Till I no get stress again for my life

And the hustle dey intoxicate like kai-kai

No such thing as too much money, na lie

I need like five Swiss accounts standby

Be like Kizz Daniel

Rich till I die

Owu, bye bye

I no go spend this money softly

My ticket been dey cut

See, I no fit suffer for nothing

My eye don see something

(Mm)

(Yeah)

I gats to stay soft

Till they close the coffin

(Olohun my guy)

As the ATM dispense the raba

She misplace her pata

I go like turn my garage to car park

Na my container go full Apapa

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

I used to be a humble guy

But sapa no send my mama

(Ji ma sun)

I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners

Never catch me standing akimbo

(What?)

Na marathon

No be sprint o

No forget say Hushpuppi been thief o

Still come dey tension boys

Till olopa burst

Baba jump comot window

Okay, him no jump

But I know niggas wey see doings

Come dey overthink o

No go use your life play tinko

Softly, softly, sere debe

I dey stack my pepper jeje

One naira no go remain for account before I kpai

Use my last card tear boys shekpe

On my deathbed

One hand hold babe for ileke

Go out like a legend

RIP OJB

Pretete

If I touch this money

I go stunt on my haters like Denzel

Yes ke

I no go spend this money softly

My ticket been dey cut

See, I no fit suffer for nothing

My eye don see something

(Mm)

(Yeah)

I gats to stay soft

Till they close the coffin

(Olohun my guy)

As the ATM dispense the raba

She misplace her pata

I go like turn my garage to car park

Na my container go full Apapa

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

I used to be a humble guy

But sapa no send my mama

(Ji ma sun)

I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners

Na my container go full Apapa

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

Na who give up, na him fuck up

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

Rich till I die

Owu, bye bye

(Ji ma sun, ji ma)

As the ATM dispense the raba

She misplace her pata

I go like turn my garage to car park

Na my container go full Apapa

(Ji ma sun, ji ma)

I used to be a humble guy

But sapa no send my mama

(Ji ma sun)

I'm trying to be a rich nigga with no manners

(Ji ma sun, ji ma sun)

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