Alpha Ojini – Apapa

The Remarkably Gifted Artist Known As Alpha Ojini drops This masterpiece Titled “Apapa“ And the Mp3 is Out Now For Free Download

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Lyrics Of Apapa by Alpha Ojini

Yeah
Jini

I no fit forget when sapa been dey show for my eye
Babe no gree put number for my palasa
Raba no dey, na why
And I been dey like all her pics, data come finish
I no been fit come online
My neighbour name him internet “use your sub”
Because him no wan share Wi-Fi
Omo that 2014 na die

Na who give up, na him fuck up, my guy
I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake
And I no fit to stop walahi
‘Til I no get stress again for my life
And the hustle dey intoxicate like kai-kai
No such thing as too much money, walahi
I need like five Swiss accounts standby
Be likе Kizz Daniel, rich ’til I die
Owu, bye-byе

I no go spend this money softly
My ticket been dey cut
See, I no fit suffer for nothing
My eye don see something
I gats to stay soft
‘Til they close the coffin (Olohun my guy)

As the ATM dispense the raba
She misplace her pata
I go like turn my garage to car park
Na my container go full Apapa (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)
I used to be a humble guy
But sapa no send my mama
I’m trying to be a rich nigga with no manners

Never catch me standing akimbo (what?)
Na marathon, no be sprint oh
No forget say Hushpuppi been thief oh
Still come dey tension boys
‘Til olopa burst, baba jump comot window
Okay, him no jump
But I know niggas wey see doings
Come dey overthink oh
No go use your life play tinko

Sofree, sofree, sere debe
I dey stack my pepper jeje
One naira no go remain for account before I kpai
Use my last card tear boys shekpe
On my deathbed
One hand hold babe for ileke
Go out like a legend, R.I.P. OJB, pretete
If I touch this money, I go stunt on my haters like Denzel, yes ke

I no go spend this money softly
My ticket been dey cut
See, I no fit suffer for nothing
My eye don see something
I gats to stay soft
‘Til they close the coffin (Olohun my guy)

As the ATM dispense the raba
She misplace her pata
I go like turn my garage to car park
Na my container go full Apapa (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)
I used to be a humble guy
But sapa no send my mama
I’m trying to be a rich nigga with no manners

Na my container go full Apapa (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)
Na who give up, na him fuck up (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)
I dey find alert wey go make my aza to shake (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)
Rich ’til I die, owu, bye-bye

As the ATM dispense the raba
She misplace her pata
I go like turn my garage to car park
Na my container go full Apapa (kin lon so? Kin lon-)
I used to be a humble guy
But sapa no send my mama (kin lon so?)
I’m trying to be a rich nigga with no manners (kin lon so? Kin lon so?)

I got the j-, I got-, I got the-
I got the j-, jazz, I got-, I got the-
I got the jazz, I got the jazz, I got-, I got the-
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