| Uh, R2bees, Dɔdɔdɔtidɔ
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| Live your life mek i dey live my life
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| Today be your day wey tomorrow be my night
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| And even if you left everything go be right
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| I’m a bachelor for days wey the hustle a the wife
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| I claim the victory you dey bore that
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| But what’s a big tree to a small ax
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| Relax mek i pull my slacks up and bust one
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| Who Jah bless address as sir or boss man
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| Ei Judas, you dat? |
| Me kye wo kwakwa
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| I know my destiny certainly before the last supper
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| Forget dem boys they be ashaamia
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| Chickens in my coop, that’s Darko farms for ya
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| Them try bend me, I face my fate
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| If I be R2bees I refuse to break
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| Kaa wo ho, na san dan ho, ayɛ late
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| I’m not trying to be good I’m meant for great
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| E be some way when the house niggas have a field day
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| Yɛn pɛ kyem pɛ still we fit play
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| We dey pull crowds like JJ
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| This song go hit I won’t forget Mugeez when it’s pay day
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| You for believe in yourself oh boy
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| Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil
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| Because dem go chop for your face dem go bite for your back
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| Chop for your case dem go mek you go lack
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| So many tings, so many tings
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| So many tings, we no dey talk many tings
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| You for believe in yourself oh boy
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| Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil
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| Because dem go chop for your face dem go bite for your back
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| Chop for your case dem go mek you go lack
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| So many tings so many tings
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| Press and play we just dey watch many films
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| At some point this was hard to say
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| I’m the best in the game and but this ain’t time to play
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| I’m a god, okay?
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| Y’all my seeds, been waiting for you to grow since 2007 Arbor Days
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| Honestly, I ain’t worried bout where the game is
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| Just maybe where these lames is, with regards to this fame shit
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| And how it make your brain switch, 'til you forget which lane is
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| The right one and forget all it took to attain this
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| But then again you either down or you ain’t
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| Look at the feet of a man who claims to have traveled your lane
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| And if it got more sores than yours and more applauds than flaws
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| Then young boy you ain’t as wild as you say
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| Just make sure that you hold your own
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| Not gonna lie boy the road is long
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| I don’t suggest you should roll alone
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| Long as the convos move like a mobile phone, you gone
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| You for believe in yourself oh boy
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| Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil
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| Because dem go chop for your face dem go bite for your back
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| Chop for your case dem go mek you go lack
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| So many tings, so many tings
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| So many tings, we no dey talk many tings
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| You for believe in yourself oh boy
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| Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil
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| Because dem go chop for your face dem go bite for your back
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| Chop for your case dem go mek you go lack
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| So many tings, so many tings
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| Press and play we just dey watch many films
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| I no dey look wey ting another man dey do
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| Everything go follow, you for paddle your canoe
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| E no dey matter you no get chop, belly full
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| Nobody be nobody if dem say «who be you?»
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| I no dey look wey ting another man dey do
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| Everything go follow, you for paddle your canoe
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| E no dey matter you no get chop, belly full
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| Nobody be nobody if dem say «who be you?»
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| You for believe in yourself oh boy
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| Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil
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| (Sometimes you for burn the mosquito coil) |