| What the elephant talk the ant?
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you saf
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you saf
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| See, We no dey follow trends, nah we father them
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| Kill them off send em all off to martyrdom
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| Monkey see monkey do but I’m not shocked at them
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| But it all depends with a pen I’ll throw salt at them
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| Plagiarism and sadism on a major rise
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| And even that thought I think I might have plagiarized
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| No shit Sherlock, I’m on some Rupert Murdoch
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| My news in the sky angels cry to empathize
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| Bad business when phone credits are finished
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| You were chit chatting an azonto girl for too many minutes
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| Chivalry when you taking chicks to dinners you aspire to hit it
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| So you pay for her food and Guinness
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| Aye chaley, walahi talahii
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| Madina show we some tings u fit ask Mawuli
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| If wisdom were riches we fit be the prince of Saudi
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| Ever since Audis and Porsche Cayenne’s our drives gotten, rowdy
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| I mean we so Bob Marley
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| I mean turn the lights down low in this party
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| I mean two is company and three be kinda crowdy
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| My freedom of speech I exercise like Pilates
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| Shouts-outs to Haile Selassie
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| Selasie is an Ewe name so I guess we related probably
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| Number nine tings, thank me, you’re welcome
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| And if you pray bad, fortune falls on me like Melcom then…
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you saf
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you saf
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you saf
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| I no dey see you kraa
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| I no dey see you
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| I no dey see you
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| You dey skip school, you no dey see class
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| You only mess with dudes that ride up in C-class
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| Counting money is the only time you do math
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| You can’t count on going through life with tits and ass, only
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| You say you beauty and brains then sweetie show me
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| Cause I ain’t one of the lames that believe the toli
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| I think your story is starting to stink, koobi
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| After just a couple of drinks you told me
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| Things you never said before, and I coulda bought more
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| Cause your truth serum is wine it loosens up your jaws
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| So the filla all dey flow, apae te sɛ pawpaw
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| You touchy, feely and more
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| But wait, for another round on this merry go
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| I no dey hurry go, though I fit carry go
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| Cause my bro Fui warn me about Akɔnɔ bone
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| So you take your cabby go mek I sip my gin and tonic (Ow lord)
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| I no dey see you kraa |