| Mmm!
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| Worlasi!
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| Cucaracha (Racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha, racha, racha, racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| I dey on my Sani Abacha
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| In general, a general, never been a slacker
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| Back in the day I was dreadlock rasta
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| Too much sauce, with a little bit of pasta
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| Harness my power, even when it’s the 11th hour
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| I can make sweet out of sour
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| We never go fear and we never go cower
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| Wetin go fit break my spirit?, nada
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| True resilience in millions
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| Mr. Solo Dolo, no minions
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| I no dey bis demma opinions
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| Them try snake, me reptilian
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| You see these yawa guys, I’m not feeling them
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| Fresh like Will and em
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| You can see the will in him
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| I’m a hard guy you can find other synonyms
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| Make my own liquor, he brew like Elohim
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| Jujitsu any fool that don’t hello him
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| Mmm-hmm
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| Cucaracha (Racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha, racha, racha, racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Still the Kojey that you know but the pros love 'em
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| Pick your budget at the bank just to throw somethin'
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| I’m the seed on the stone but I rose from it
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| Send their hate when I get deep but the hoes love it
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| Some light in the boot, get stuffed
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| Blue lights, they ain’t got cure for the dust
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| I mean, some lie with the turbo tucked
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| East Legon, getting back seat love
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| If you diss me, you’re gonna have to miss me baby
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| The only thing I switch up is the pimp name lately
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| I have big dreams, I can never risk them baby
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| The music money gonna keep my heartstrings played with
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| They never used to love me when my fans was basic
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| They never used to treat me like I’m worth the patience
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| Told the girlie for the cocky now she can’t replace it
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| Now she want another nigga on a last name basis for the
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| Cucaracha (Racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha, racha, racha, racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| I’m cuckoo a.k.a. nutso
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| Still a Black Star, Mubarak Wakaso
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| Take it off the top, he just left the kanzo
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| Vibe never die, I swear my father kanto
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| Even if e lef 1 Ghana in my pocket
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| I no dey worry, see profits in the prospect
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| Sometimes life dey like a science project
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| Experimental, oh damn sosket
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| I think I’m five albums and counting
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| Just another reason this season my eye red
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| If Mohammed won’t go to the mountain then the mountain must come to Mohammed
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| If you for be bird, be an eagle or falcon
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| By any means, reminiscing on Malcolm
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| You fit to learn from anything, be a deep diver
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| See the cockroach, an incredible survivor
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| Mmm-hmm
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| Cucaracha (Racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha, racha, racha, racha)
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| Boys wan' strike but we faster (Faster)
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| Boys no fit die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Vibe no dey die, cucaracha (Racha)
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| Guy don’t blow my high
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| Man no dey sleep, just dey close my eye
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| Tell all the yawa, hello, hello and bye
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| Mmm-hmm
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| Vibe never go dey die (Worlasi)
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| Kai!, stones fall from the sky
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| Still no tears, huh, mmm no cry
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| Tell all the yawa, hello, hello and bye
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| Mmm-hmm, vibe never go dey die
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| Kai!
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| But tomorrow is another today
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| You said tomorrow yesterday, and we’re today
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| Today be Monday special
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| Tomorrow be lucky Tuesday
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| Wednesday be mid-week
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| So the next tomorrow?
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| Fortune Thursday
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| And after that?
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| Oh Friday Bonanza
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| Every Monday be hangover from the weekend you dey get?
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| So Monday dier if God no dey on your side then chale you dey on your own |