Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 1Take (Naija to London), artist - Mixtape Madness.
Date of issue: 05.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
1Take (Naija to London) |
From the Cassio to the Roley |
No brands to the Stoney |
From the bus to the Porsche |
So can’t you ever tell the nigga ‘bout sauce |
Na na, from the Cassio to the Roley |
Wear no brands to the Stoney |
From the bus to the Porsche |
So can’t you ever tell the nigga ‘bout sauce |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be nowhere |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be nowhere |
Came to the country and my mum was homeless |
That’s why I grind so hard just in case you didn’t notice |
So I had to focus, camera light and show bis |
Stacking bread like Hovis |
You already know this |
I’m grinding for the big fat cheques no change |
I’m ‘bout to my mama in a whip, it’s a Range |
The only time I focus on the chick when she giving the nigga the good brain |
Mummy came from Naija to London |
She don’t get it easy where she come from |
She came here to live a better life |
That’s why I’m married to the money, that’s my fucking wife |
And no one in the room that can test me |
Married to the money that’s my bestie |
I do the grind for my mama |
So I stack the pounds, euros and dollars, yeah |
Say the weather bipolar |
How the streets only getting colder? |
But were all getting older but some don’t make like soldiers, naa-ahh |
All these gangs are beefing, what over? |
I can’t wait till this beef ting is over |
Because your mum didn’t come to see your son on road |
And no one gives a fuck about the tools you hold |
If that’s what you want, you should have said back then |
And bro I guarantee she would’ve left you back home, yeah yeah |
Sweet mudda, I no gon' forget you for the suffer that you suffer for me |
Over time you working 9 to 9 for supper for me |
But things have changed, and deserve something from me |
And I think paying back your mama is the biggest respect |
I have a Roley and whip, bro that’s a way bigger flex |
Just to see your mama smiling with a watch full of diamonds |
What she wants you know I’m buying, yeah I’m buying, yeah yeah yeah yeah |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be no where |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be no where |
From never to the tryouts, man its crazy how the shits changed |
Used to ride a bus and now I’m riding in a big Range |
We ain’t ever static, full automatic |
We was using forward you will never see the gear change, skrrt |
Gucci on my collar and my shoe or on my shirt |
Bad b like Rihanna when she work work work |
She listen when I tell her «take it arff» |
Cos she know my pocket fatter than Charlie Sloth |
Chubby chubby, now the ladies love me |
Chubby chubby, now these niggas wanna be my buddy |
Chubby chubby, now you find me funny |
Teletubby boy, you bummy, go suck your mummy |
Dem racks got bigger and so did the boobies |
Give me about a year you’ll see me in the movies |
Give me about a year you’ll see me throwing blue cheese |
On 5STAR strippers no just any groupies, uhh |
How lovely, shout out to the fans on YouTube that support me |
I wanna shout out to my bruddas and my mummy |
I wanna shout out to that’s lord above me |
Now I’m whipping in a German, what a dream come true |
And I didn’t do it on my own man it’s all thanks to you guys |
Mum I’m gonna grind so hard and be succesful that my greatness gonna make you |
cry |
Cos you came from Naija to London |
You don’t get it easy where you come from |
You came here to live a better life |
That’s why I’m married to the money, that’s my fucking wife |
And no one in the room that can test me |
Married to the money that’s my bestie |
I do the grind for you mama |
So I stack the pounds and euros and dollars, yeah |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be no where |
Thank god for the change, Amen |
Man so much shit has changed, yeah |
I thank god for helping us get here |
Without you, I swear I’ll be no where |