" Lust"

We Dey Manage

M.anifest

Mek I take you thru a little illustration
Show you two Ghanaians in a conversation
We like to talk you would think that it’s an occupation
So so managers dey this nation

Telli Person

Timaya

Oya, stamina-mina eh eh; waka waka eh eh
Stamina-mina, you travel go Minna
Them say them see you for Abuja
Nwanem, oya check eh; enutimo fi la, s’o le peck e?
Tele tele, o ni mi o n se spec’ e
Owo off shoulder, o nigru mi mek e
Omo, I’ll be continuing, blema ma ko
B’ofe se fala-fola, mo sun s’apakan
You say, I be thug like am garru shako
Pe mi o l’owo, motunri bi EjaSawakan
Eh, mogbayawaganmehn; mogbayawagan
Aye mi tiwa da; tie wa sour gan
O n fi mi sako tori e raVanagon
Momo re tun bi mi “Who’s your father gan?”
Who’s hard; who’s nine?
Tell me who write? Who sell out the stores?
You tell me “who flops?”Who cop the blue drop
with blustorock; yea; Baddo noni oh
Baby, oya whine for me oh
Ma sun, k’o ma lo mo mi oh
Bend down, k’o ma jo for me oh

Poko

Kizz Daniel

Oh my god, look at that girl
The way she moving body oh, I don lust
Whine poko, go down poko oh no no
Say whine poko, go down poko eheh-eheh
Whine poko, go down poko oh no no
Say whine poko, go down poko eheh-eheh

W

Koffee

Everything exotic, all plush
Lil' baby got a body that I swear I wan' touch
Pull it out, let her ride it, girl, you know I want lust
I got her excited, I won't stop, I'm in a rush
I eat that like lunch, we keep it on hush
Bought you a Benz truck, I love to see you blush
You shoppin' when you land, see you bought a Prada clutch
We got a lot of bucks, cash longer than a bus
Huh, we some warriors (Warriors)
Lookin' at your heart through the Cartier (Cartier)
Peons at the top at the Aria (Aria)
**** she got it locked, Rastafari, yeah ('Fari, yeah)
Me, my wa gwan at the party, yeah (Party, yeah)
We don't fear nothin', we the hardest, yeah (Hardest, yeah)
Spendin' cash for fun get us all a pair (All a pair)
She want Gunna-Wunna 'cause the real is rare (Real is rare)

Mercy

Banky W

My sister says am always falling for the wrong girl,
Sometimes I think am just living in the wrong world,
Sometimes I wish that I could stop the clock rewind the time and take it back to when I felt your spirit by my side,
Started out just tryna make you and mama proud but in tryna make a way I lost my way somehow,
I was chasing money and honies but it’s funny how,
Now am king of the town but alone in the crowd,
So stressed now I gat issues with trust,
Don't know what love is too many years dealing with lust,
Buh work in progress is what I tell myself I am (lies) but you know that.
I know that I'm just a broken man buh lord I need u, I need you father and friend (I need you)
Put this wretched rotten heart back together again,
Look in the mirror and the only reflection I see,
Is just a shadow of the man I should be (have mercy on me)