Sami, Erigga - Hookups lyrics

Paper, boy rough nights in Lagos
Badman Sami

I don dey the road for four days
Me and my guy Sami, dey with four babes
If e burst, they fit kill for me, so no gbes
Strong fans
Na my face even be their phone case
Tramadol and alcohol dey catch trips
She like Erigga, I dey make her pant drip
Next thing I know
She don begin kiss her friend
Two second, I no waste time
Shift her pant quick
The radio dey background dey blast my jam
She feel my eggplant through her
Pant with biggy jam dope finish
Next minute she call her man
Say she dey come late
She dey Aja traffic jam
But, that's how it is in Lagos
No trust, everybody wanna be famous
That's why
The love of your life dey insta message
She write "Hookup only"
Na you she dey package

Everybody wanna get along
Too much time to pretend to be who they know
The right food no fit make you purge
So when you eat
Make you try chop the best of all no time oh
No time, no time for yawa no time oh
No time, no time for palava
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Yeah, as you dey invest money
Still enjoy my guy 'Cause when you die
Your girl go enjoy my guy or me
69, favour for favour
The painful thing be say I
Come be your neighbor who die na him lose
Open champagne make we boost smoke loud
Use Jehovah witness them catch cruise
DM girls wey dey shake pussy for IG
Lagos own too dey cost, order from IB
Thirty k, short rest, seventy till dawn
Send your address
How much be the times for cum
Oko when shoot fake alert
When the babe hold them i drive leave them
I no dey instablog problem

But, that's how it is in Lagos
No trust, everybody wanna be famous
That's why
The love of your life dey insta message
She write "Hookup only"
Na you she dey package

Everybody wanna get along
Too much time to pretend to be who they know
The right food no fit make you purge
So when you eat
Make you try chop the best of all no time oh
No time, no time for yawa no time oh
No time, no time for palava

No time oh no time, no time for yawa
No time oh no time, no time for palava

Worst of all be say, upon all you say
You get, you still dey find place to stay
Everybody wanna get along
But thank God say this
Motherfuckers no be God
Because them for don mando, wetin I no know
Shoot bed, mama fly, from my logo
Oh my nigga, no be to run to Ghana
When you no even get any format
And you no even get any chairman

Everybody wanna be a boss
Thank God they say every made na made
Na so we talk and if to say man come be God
Na zero recognition oh for oreke boy

Them go dey high like say
Them no know say the south boys big
Them no know say the south boys go school
Them no know say the south boys whoski

Everybody wanna get along
Too much time to pretend to be who they know
The right food no fit make you purge
So when you eat
Make you try chop the best of all no time oh
No time, no time for yawa no time oh
No time, no time for palava

No time oh no time, no time for yawa
No time oh no time, no time for palava