d.r.b - shakara lyrics
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she just dey do shakara, look at her car, black and yellow
flexing in new ankara, eat 2 akaras, when i see her she mellow
omo i no send the bush side you get
i just dey guess your b00b size for chest
they don dey sell my tunes on the net
so put ball for hand like peter cech
bad guy from london, she want to gbon gbon
i just dey drop bomb, i want to touch tongue
lowkey she dey front, her back off too strong
i dont care at all
come on girl lets ball, ball, ball, ball
dont dull lets go there
uncode the coded
i am the boldest
i no get rolex
my chain is gold, yes
givenchy so fresh, topman no vex
dide, nkem ike
maybe tiwa, no dey sit down
mo fe mun e, freshl of twitter
i be macbook, oya leave that toshiba, free that!
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