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letra de won le le - mavins, ladipoe & magixx

[intro: ladipoe]
you know i don’t even blame you
you didn’t notice us
we started to shine
yeah

[verse 1: ladipoe]
they didn’t notice ’til the moment i started to glow
now pretty ladies drop it lower than konko below
is that the reason that i carry my shoulders so high?
i guess it’s just the arrogance starting to show (trust me)
now it’s all about the commas when i’m speaking grammar (woah)
balenciaga bag under the agbada (yeah)
remember when we couldn’t even break bread? (break bread)
now i’m sitting at the table observing my manners
chop bag, clean mouth, everybody code
pull-up backstage, every groupie no be hoe
funny when you blow you be everybody bro (i swear)
at least i got lifelines to show
[pre-chorus: magixx]
make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri
me i dey grind nonstop
me no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, ah
as i dey run my run
make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri, ah
me i dey grind nonstop
me no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, ah
as i dey run my run

[chorus: magixx, ]
mo ni,
won le le, , oh no, yeah

[verse 2: crayon]
oh yeah, yeah
all she wear na gucci, gucci nah, nah yeah
omoge see as you sweet like sushi, sushi, nah, nah yeah
new money, new money
omo no be new money please don’t call me
old money, old money
omo ama le won lere new money, yeah, yeah
[verse 3: bayanni]
chale make you no dey waste my time (time)
tell me why you wan dey call my line (line)
’cause if it’s not about the kudi oh
say me i don’t give no d-mn (d-mn)
two-four-seven, i’m on my grind (grind)
be like say you no understand (‘stand yeah)
’cause if it’s not about the kudi oh (kudi ooh)
say me i don’t give no d-mn

[chorus: magixx, & rema]
mo ni, won le le, won le le, won le ba
when we come through you know we shut it down
pretty girls wanna buss it for me now, uh, oh no, yeah
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah),

[verse 4: rema]
see me see wahala (hmm)
enemy wanna do me bad (hmm)
everybody know i no dey shout (hmm)
me i got my mind on the bag (hmm), mhm
why you wanna run me scam?
if na race i go run your kele, put am for my lap (hmm)
manager uninstall twitter
be like i go let the money start to talk for me sha
[verse 5: boy spyce]
now thema dancing to my reggae
and my blues and my dancehall
singing word for word to my music they call jargon
i be spitting fire to the mic like a dragon
went from jumping danfo in isolo to a wagon
i be writing songs every day in my parlor
who you wan underrate?
no go try me i bad gan
i be the king
i be the he
gimme the keys to the mercedes
look gentle but i dey gba gan

[pre-chorus: magixx, boy spyce & ]
make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri (yeah)

me no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money, ah
as i dey run my run
make no man come pour sand, sand for my garri, ah

me no wan hear if it’s not ’bout the money (yeah, yeah, yeah), ah
as i dey run my run (uh, yeah)

[chorus: magixx, don jazzy & ]
mo ni,
won le le, , oh no, yeah (yeah)

- mavins ladipoe magixx

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