Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 1Take (Naija to London) , by - Mixtape Madness. Release date: 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 |