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letra de yellow (a song for sisi) - dasuki

hook

(okukuseku sammy koffi – yellow sisi sample)
yellow sisi dey for corner
putting hand for jaw
wetin dey cause am o
money palaver

verse 1

hopped in the metro cab, 2am
fine gel yellow, fab
driver’s a funny fellow–babs, but hin grab
smiles and replies with a mellow jab–
“aunty no customer today?”
she sef she laughs, then shot back
“shut up babs i beg you t-fare for cab?”
heading back to her two bedroom flat
she small time now but she’s here for that
asiwaju bourdillon money wey dey fear ogas
until then she no wan hear relax
no hope of that cos fo’ stacks and black bottle rozay cash
these negus can’t hold her back
nope for that doe she no dey slack
under pressure never fold or crack
walk those giraffe stiletto’s till her toes are black
going hard or going home’s a fact
so she won’t come back
till her lungs both collapse…
hook

yellow sisi dey for corner
putting hand for jaw
wetin dey cause am o
money palaver

verse 2

older cats showed her paths
even angels feared tread and demons tip toe to pass
whistle blower? nah
though the creeps who blow her back
out say she blows better than a ref and when she’s over that
she rolls a pack of blow or crack guess she got a nose for that
plus she sniff out the dough and stack
to cop that home and jag, hermes shoes and chloe bag
the whole shebang the bros she bang
don’t know she hangs her whole fam’s hopes and plans
on her collarbone, bone a shoulder pad
she out to improve her clan’s lot but she won’t look back
a pillar to her mum, salt of the earth for her dad
the only snag they see’s how she got yellow from black
made light of the bleaching by speaking in lighter tones
so that was that, brown nosing
black balling? no you can’t
criticize the hand that feeds you and puts clothes on your back
though telltale signs say e no go last
you pray hope and fast that by then you’ve grown from that
but for as long as the sky is overcast
and money slow than fast
bro sit back i no dey brag, you sef no holy pass
yep she told me that so with that
’tilll her lungs both collapse
hook

yellow sisi dey for corner
putting hand for jaw
wetin dey cause am o
money palaver

verse 3

hopped in the yellow cab of an old agbero
drab fellow that’s until he spoke and at hat moment, snap!
i went from -yawn- to woke up fast
told me that about a year ago his jalopy packed up on
3rd mainland, at 24 minutes past 2am
pushed it to the slow lane rolled in the back and dozed off fast
no mo’ than max, 30 minutes gone, he woke up as
a white rover passed and parked a few mo’ meters
ahead then two occupants pulled out two yellow chicas
they must have been drugged with the way they swayed front to back
then one of the guys from the back spoke unholy chants
raised a cutlass, slashed their heads off with one blow then bagged
it in those polythenes for disposing thrash
tossed the bodies in the lagoon and drove off fast
full moon- so he saw it all clear from his cul-de-sac
pretended it was a dream but the last straw that broke the back
was seeing posters that celebrated his -redacted- new chairman
that’s when he froze- in fact
it was the same ogbologbo from that night
the very guy wey been hold cutlass
had to stop him there we’d reached my street and even droven past

- dasuki

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