Testo Gold - Limoblaze feat. Ada Ehi
Testo della canzone Gold (Limoblaze feat. Ada Ehi), tratta dall'album Gold (Remix Pack)
Hey
Stres-, stre-, stre-
Stressed
Limoblaze, yo-yo-yo
Ada Mama don come, oh
Ahh
I don look all around
I no see anything way go hinder me (hinder me)
'Cause the love way my daddy
Dey give me on daily dey ginger me
They want give me the dollar (I say no)
They want give me the pounds, oh (I say no)
They say make I sign am (I say no)
But I tell them na you I want you, oh, oh, oh, oh!
E be like they no know say
You're my heart's desire
And anything way concern you
I no go retire
'Cause I got something more than gold
Oh, my daddy's more than gold
You're the lover of my soul
Oh, this thing is more than gold
Even if na dollar way dem give me e no matter
Even if they pull up with a Benz, I no go enter
I no go leave your side
We go dey 'til paradise
Shey you dey feel my vibe
Me I get eternal life, oh
Even if na dollar way dem give me e no matter
Even if they pull up with a Benz, I no go enter
I no go leave your side
We go dey 'til paradise
Shey you dey feel my vibe
Me I get eternal life, oh
I tell am put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
Put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
I say put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
Space, space, space, space, space
What's wrong with you?
This my head, my head
E correct, e correct
This my name, e go loud
E go loud (oh, forget)
Oya take a picture
You and me together
In the nearest future
Make you for remember say
Say the end of a thing
And when e begin no far
I go carry my Jesus
I no go need your car
I got something more than gold
Oh, my Daddy's more than gold
You're the lover of my soul
Oh, this thing is more than gold, oh
Even if na dollar way dem give me e no matter
Even if they pull up with a Benz, I no go enter
I no go leave your side
We go dey 'til paradise
Shey you dey feel my vibe
Me I get eternal life, oh
Put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
Put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
I say put am for inside your pocket
I no care for that your dollar
Space, space, space, space, space (need space)
What's wrong with you?
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Lambert, Samuel Onwubiko, Tolulope Babajide, Marvel Onah, Emandiong Esu, Oluwafemi Ogunleye
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