Lyrics Icholiya - Phyno, Ice Prince, MI

Icholiya

Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
You say your chick bad
But she good to me
Say she fine die
Ain’t new to me
Mana okiliem osim phyno bia jigidem
Okwi mana agunagum biko kam bia kpechalu na begi
Ebielieli nweputalumu ihia ah
Ibu ihe mneed bia yetulum ya see
I got my eyes on you muwualia
And imanu n’oburo to koo
Oya baby tuwolia
But she can’t see a nigga with her shades on
But she try binoculars but the boy gone
And I say you can’t kill a nigga with a toy gun
So you better light up a nigga with a sun gun ha
I’m getting big money twice my age
Skinny nigga fucking big hoes twice my weight
Nwanne mti isi na bank
And I’m like where these hoes from
Ti isi na roomu where these hoes from
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Aboki dey run the game
It be like say na film trick
She follow my Instagram and say make I begin kick
She follow my everything
And she ain’t even seen shit
The way she carry me for head
It be like say na gym kit
See these niggas acting all the time
It’s like their Jim Iyke
Me I over there better when I break fight
But I’m not a small boy
And I no dey look face
I’m steady getting money
With the records they didn’t like
See as I dey grow big
Shey na me be kingkong
Shey na only me the rappers satchel
With the braids on
Shey my mama tell me
Sey my records must to live long
Cus these days even my neighbor pikin
Don dey sing song
Icholiya
Each and everyday
I dey hustle my pepper
In each and every way
See as dem dey talk sey
I go blaze for hell
These nigga sound funny
Omo dave chapelle
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Take the booty low
And let the booty rise
If its not ofada it can never be ofada
Nice back seat
Let a nigga ride
If I injure I go blame it on okada
And if you ask my opinion
That ass is like an onion
It make a nigga cry
You say you’re a good girl
I say that I love you
Only God knows which is a bigger lie
Because you bad girl
Nice dress take it off
I can help you get on linda ikejis blog
Cus that body real authenticity
You just need a little more publicity
Ice got the north
Phyno got the east
Olamide the west
So what’s left for you to eat baby
I guess you got to go down south baby
With that mouth baby
And I’m out baby
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholiya, icholiya, icholiya, icholiya
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya