Phyno, M.I Abaga, Ice Prince - Icholia lyrics

Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya,  ewem ya, ewem ya,  ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya,  ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya

You say your chick bad but she good to me
Say she fine die ain't new to me
Mana okiliem osim phyno bia jigidem
Okwi mana agunagum biko kam
Bia kpechalu na begi
Ebielieli nweputalumu ihia ah
Ibu ihe mneed bia yetulum ya see
I got my eyes on you muwualia
And imanu n’oburo to koo oya baby tuwolia
But she can't see a nigga with her shades on
But she try binoculars but the boy gone
And I say you can't kill a
Nigga with a toy gun
So you better light up a nigga
With a sun gun ha
Im getting big money twice my age
Skinny nigga fucking big hoes twice my weight
Nwanne mti isi na bank
And im like where these hoes form
Ti isi na roomu where these hoes from

Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya

Aboki dey run the game
It be like say na film trick
She follow my Instagram and say
Make I begin kick she follow my everything
And she ain’t even seen shit
The way she carry me for head
It be like say na gym kit
See these niggas acting all the time
It's like their Jim Iyke
Me I over there better when I break fight
But im not a small boy
And I no dey look face
Im steady getting money
With the records they didn't like
See as I dey grow big shey na me be kingkong
Shey na only me the rappers satchel
With the braids on shey my mama tell me
Sey my records must to live long
Cus these days even my neighbor pikin
Don dey sing song icholia
Each and everyday i dey hustle my pepper
In each and every way
See as dem dey talk sey i go blaze for hell
These nigga sound funny omo dave chapelle

Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya

Take the booty low and let the booty rise
If it's not ofada it can never be ofada
Nice back seat let a nigga ride
If I injure I go blame it on okada
And if you ask my opinion
That ass is like an onion
It make a nigga cry
You say you're a good girl
I say that I love you
Only God knows which is a bigger lie
Because you bad girl nice dress take it off
I can help you get on linda ikejis blog
Cus that body real authenticity
You just need a little more publicity
Ice got the north phyno got the east
Olamide the west
So whats left for you to eat baby
I guess you got to go down south baby
With that mouth baby and I'm out baby

Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya
Icholia, icholia, icholia, icholia
Ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya, ewem ya