[Lyrics] Limerick ft Lyta — That Same Boy Lyrics

[Lyrics] Limerick ft Lyta — That Same Boy Lyrics

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Intro:

Oh na oh na
Eh eh
Ah Eh
Spiritual
Limerick
Eh!

Limerick Verse:
It’s about time I let them know that I be that same boy when I dey gather pull the laff yet I was that lame boy
And I been no dey fit dey talk when other people dem dey talk so I was always short of words until the right phrase comes
Cause you harsh words and yeah I knew I gat a high taste buds loving something I could not pay for
And as at then everyone knew I was that slave boy
Now na me dey carry mantle on a captain call

Chorus: Lyta
That same boy wey they sell folly back oh eh eh
Say right see my story don loud oh eh eh
That same boy wey they sell folly back oh eh eh
Say right see my story don loud oh eh eh

Bridge:
Ope f’oluwa Opeyemi
Ika riri ya silifu Chineke Nagode Nagode Nagode

(Verse 1: Lyta)
That boy wey Dem born for Ajegunle
Hustle everyday I no dey rest
Our car go agege
I no know say na dead eh go dey
Na dere I meet a whole Fasola oh nana eh
Haaaa! Igbe Kada God bless una eh
To my friends, fans and family, I thank una eh
All thanks to God
My life is a testimony

Repeat Chorus:
That same boy wey they sell folly back oh eh eh
Say right see my story don loud oh eh eh
That same boy wey they sell folly back oh eh eh
Say right see my story don loud oh eh eh

(Limerick Verse 2)
Okay that same boy una like bu na same boy una dey waste face for the drive through
That same boy wey been dey chike you na pesin you dey see for TV now and you dey smile to
Eh eh funny yeah, but don’t despite through naked in the blood we don get so many disciples
And here some show off, and they just like you, some probably don’t wanna fvck with the boy and cause he’s quite rude.
Each understanding we know buh dem go hear word they gotta the mic if Dem no fear me Dem suppose fear God
See I don suffer for this life omo I swear up we no dey Belle full poverty go make Belle swell up
Chai! Hustle with area boys and even drunkard
I been following rule condemn for inside junkyard
I hustle for the street hustle inside compound na kinkini remain the hustle for don make me run mad, Chai!
I recall those things like it’s been a month back in the days everyone with the song is in a bus
As if he no dey fear for the studio fee just because you wan blow you dey wan dey feel among!

(Chorus: Limerick)
And that same boy wey dey sell Sim card oh
See right now see my story don loud oh
That same boy wey dey sell Sim card oh
And omo right now see my story don loud oh na na na na

(Bridge: Lyta)
Ope f’oluwa Opeyemi
Ika riri ya silifu Chineke Nagode Nagode Nagode

Outro

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Spirtual!

[The End]

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Even Terry said thus below!
INTRO:
One, Two, Three, Four
Four and Half
Five, Yeeba!
VERSE 1
I turn
Rappers into Singers
Singers into Rappers
I’m not amazed by cunny rappers
So I’m back to running this game with the higher phase
That I’ma retouch in the master game in Jenifa raise to the third power of Tacha
Lyrics gat me calling **** so lost in powers
Vote myself in power
Hot to kill like Ghost In Power
Soapy freestyles in the bathroom for over three hours
Gat the gift for my african queens, no be flowers
Time to fumigate, the game is for rat and snakes
As I walk through the valley in the shadow of ehh!
They start to debate like who’s the best rapper in Africa
Rappers in Africa? I ain’t tryin to rap back with yah
I no be battle rapper, I ain’t tryin to clap back at yah
In the street producer, I aint tryin to stay back uh!
VERSE 2:
Okay
I’m hijacked inna couple of more salmons
Bringing in more dramas
Make sure my streaming got more numbers
So how do you like your thunder
To all the rappers that used my name in vain thunder go fire you for yonda
……

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