Dj jimmy jatt, Modenine, 2Baba, Elajoe - Stylee lyrics
[Dj jimmy jatt, Modenine, 2Baba, Elajoe - Stylee lyrics]
Wey the music wey we play
We do it in our own stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Play this anthem all night
Tuface Idibia, Elly Jones
And Cool Jimmy Jatt i reside in lagos
The city of hustlers everybody is in a hurry
Traders and customers
Walking step beats on the regular
If you no strict
You go part with your cellular
You're driving
I suggest you check your rear view
Be careful
Cos' an okada just might be near you
Knock one of them down
And rest just gonna tear you to pieces
Eh yooo! Welcome to the jungle
And the Danfo Drivers always try to fumble
Rush hour bus stop are like the royal rumble
Where the B o run things
All we do is grumble
Everybody, red eye! Red eye!
Ain't nobody humble
Trip and tumble into the eternal abyss
Half the people hold a grudge
The other keep malice play chalice
Lagos! Too much joo!
If you no get logo gba orie o hoo! O hoo!
Chorus this lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! I remember well
The beginning of the struggle
When we use hang upon the block
To win acapella
Singing staying out of trouble
It seems like yesterday
When we started the game
Hoping for some fame and some fortune
Now whats the gain if no pain
That explains all the hustle and the bustle
Like when we enter bus claim staff
Because we no get money
Trekking to Ikeja it was not very funny
When we started
Them been dey talk say we dey mental
But then na Jimmy Jatt
Dey him dey give us instrumental
But up till now we still dey strong
Dey hold on the struggle still goes on
Up till now we still dey
And we are going nowhere eh, mashere
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Whoever thought like the gate like this
Get the game to elevate not lease
Wonder how mother Africa felt when foreigners
Enslaved their kids
Some killed, some taken away
Yo caged and shipped
Wonder how she feels now
When she sees how we underrate
Plus the script like spiky dulum ideas
Ine the professor if only things
They had for Lagos with their enterprises
Proach the game down to end life like this
You no chris rock so don’t be shocked
How a fakey real hipper
From the streets of the mainstream
Without watery now still get the same spims
With the wackiness
Of course you know we terminating
Fela mysten
Of course you know we ever blazing
In the mix like timmy
You now my power moves ain't static
With elajoe every time
Nothing but classic stylee
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
We do it in our own stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Play this anthem all night
Tuface Idibia, Elly Jones
And Cool Jimmy Jatt i reside in lagos
The city of hustlers everybody is in a hurry
Traders and customers
Walking step beats on the regular
If you no strict
You go part with your cellular
You're driving
I suggest you check your rear view
Be careful
Cos' an okada just might be near you
Knock one of them down
And rest just gonna tear you to pieces
Eh yooo! Welcome to the jungle
And the Danfo Drivers always try to fumble
Rush hour bus stop are like the royal rumble
Where the B o run things
All we do is grumble
Everybody, red eye! Red eye!
Ain't nobody humble
Trip and tumble into the eternal abyss
Half the people hold a grudge
The other keep malice play chalice
Lagos! Too much joo!
If you no get logo gba orie o hoo! O hoo!
Chorus this lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! I remember well
The beginning of the struggle
When we use hang upon the block
To win acapella
Singing staying out of trouble
It seems like yesterday
When we started the game
Hoping for some fame and some fortune
Now whats the gain if no pain
That explains all the hustle and the bustle
Like when we enter bus claim staff
Because we no get money
Trekking to Ikeja it was not very funny
When we started
Them been dey talk say we dey mental
But then na Jimmy Jatt
Dey him dey give us instrumental
But up till now we still dey strong
Dey hold on the struggle still goes on
Up till now we still dey
And we are going nowhere eh, mashere
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Whoever thought like the gate like this
Get the game to elevate not lease
Wonder how mother Africa felt when foreigners
Enslaved their kids
Some killed, some taken away
Yo caged and shipped
Wonder how she feels now
When she sees how we underrate
Plus the script like spiky dulum ideas
Ine the professor if only things
They had for Lagos with their enterprises
Proach the game down to end life like this
You no chris rock so don’t be shocked
How a fakey real hipper
From the streets of the mainstream
Without watery now still get the same spims
With the wackiness
Of course you know we terminating
Fela mysten
Of course you know we ever blazing
In the mix like timmy
You now my power moves ain't static
With elajoe every time
Nothing but classic stylee
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone and the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!