Lyrics: Akanbi Timothy Shonibare
Music: Akanbi Timothy Shonibare
It's Mr Shorny
Girl you're killer with the fire
Omo mi no retire
Omoge
Fresh in attires
Omo mummy
But you're badder
Shawty don't kill pesin
Bo shey un jo
I'm her real pesin
Big person
Carry big plenty
Of the body and the new engine
Sha ma mi
And I'm fire
Girlie for your matter
And no other
Fit take your order
See I'm blessed
If you check
All you want
Girl I get
So tonight no sorrow
At my place jia joro
So fine so fine
Girl you make me feel so nice
Oh my oh my
With your body
Girl I feel so nice
Idan for mah
Jah
Ojaja
Wa
Owawa
Kai
Ewo idi sha
Shomo mi na lele sha
She go dey for me
Everyday
she go work for me
And I
tete gbe body
Better days with her hips
I'm fine
So fine
She go dey for me
Everyday
she go work for me
And I
tete gbe body
Better days with her hips
I'm fine
So fine
This is a tale of a girl child
Guess it's a tale
from the west side
She has no papa
Its just her mama
No dollar or naira
Life's like fire
But her mama dey try
Go to school
She dey hawk for cash
No father in her life
And her child too
So she had to fight to
Keep her child in nice mood
But money is hard to
Now baby's grown
And alive to
Tell her mama
To me she'll do
Other things and cool too
Cause we good
as we move into my yard
Jah
Ojaja
Wa
Owawa
Kai
Ewodi sha
Shomo mi na lele sha
She go dey for me
Everyday
she go work for me
And I
tete gbe body
Better days with her hips
I'm fine
So fine
She go dey for me
Everyday
she go work for me
And I
tete gbe body
Better days with her hips
I'm fine
So fine
She go dey for me
Everyday
she go work for me
And I
tete gbe body
Better days with her hips
I'm fine
So fine
Maka