LYRICS : Lynxxx Ft Banky W - African Bad Girl

Intro :
Syndk8 records
E.MEasy
Ah
It is Lynxxx utukwenu
Hear about me
Overseas utukwenu


Chorus : Banky W
African bad girl bad girl
Just put it down put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Gimme gimme gimme some more
African bad girl bad girl
Put it put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more



Verse 1 : Lynxxx
Hey
I caught you from a mile away
You had me thinking things I hardly say
Nne pardon me
I go by the name of lynxxx and eh
I'm just trying to get to know you shikena
Hmmm
I ain't the regular dudes who pretend to
Throw money here and there to impress you
I go where your man din't go
African man got a mandinggo
So nne bia
Kedu kodi
This young man is feeling your body
And your looks too
And you know that I cook boobs
You work hard in a gym
I salute you
Nwayeoma nmanigbo ehoma
Oneyahagi ifeoma
Nyem your number
Ama kpogi
Hmmm
Nnemezi guy
Nchoca ka nyogi


Chorus : Banky W
African bad girl bad girl
Just put it down put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Gimme gimme gimme some more
African bad girl bad girl
Put it put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more

Oya ko mole
Jo jo jo (let's go there)
I want some more more more
Sun mo 'bi
Jo jo jo
Mo ni ko komole (let's go there)
Jo jo jo
I want some more more more
Baraje
Jo jo jo
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more


Verse 2 : Lynxxx
You know you can't win if you don't try
I hope you don't mind
Kicking it with african's very mad bad guy
Lynxxx utukwenu
I cannot lie
You got my thoughts in a maze
It is not right
I usually play hard to get
But if I try am this time na confirm regret
Ohhh
You into poetry
I gotta hear some
Nne I go toast you till the bread burn
I think its certified that we connect
I may joke
But you know I never disrespect
But you got my mind surfing like the Internet
I'm just trying to dig dip into your intellect
hmm
Nwayeoma emanigbo ehoma
Oneyahagi ifeoma
Nyem your number
Ama kpogi
Nnemezi guy
Nchocha ka nyogi


Chorus : Banky W
African bad girl bad girl
Just put it down put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Gimme gimme gimme some more
African bad girl bad girlPut it put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more

Oya ko mole
Jo jo (go low)
I want some more more more
Let's go
Sun mo 'bi
Jo jo jo (go low)I want some more more more
Mo ni ko komole
Jo jo jo
I want some more more more
Baraje
Jo jo jo
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more


Verse 3 : Lynxxx and Banky W
Charlie
She is doing the azonto from Ghana
And that girl right here from Tanzania
Beauty from Kenya to Yola
Bad like the ways
You chick from Angola
Fit chicks like the ones from SA
African women do things the best ways
Shape size in every criteria
Shout out to beauties down in Nigeria
Charlie
She is doing the azonto from Ghana
And that girl right here from Tanzania
Beauty from Kenya to Yola
Bad like the ways
You chick from Angola
Fit chicks like the ones from SA
African women do things the best ways
Shape size in every criteria
Shout out to beauties down in Nigeria


Chorus : Banky W
African bad girl bad girl
Just put it down put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Gimme gimme gimme some more
African bad girl bad girl
Put it put it down on the floor
African bad girl bad girl
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more

Oya ko mole
Jo jo jo (let's go)
I want some more more more
Sun mo 'bi
Jo jo jo (go low)
I want some more more more
Mo ni ko komole (let's go there)
Jo jo jo (let's go there)
I want some more more more (let's go there)
Baraje
Jo jo jo
Won't you gimme gimme gimme some more


Outro :
Hey hey
Right now I can't even lie
Am feeling greedy mehn
I just want some more more more
W (lynxxx utunu)
I think we did it again
Mastercraft on the beat (E.MEasy)
Ahah
I go by the name lynxxx and eh
Boom...
                     

LYRICS : Rukus | I Think I’m Trayvon

Intro :
This one’s for the broken hearts [3x]

Verse 1 :
What if this was all different?
the bullet returned right back to the gun,
The breath returns back to the Martin’s son,
George Zimmerman never dials 911,
The dispatch never says “Please don’t follow”,
We never have to think Oscar Grant or Diallo,
And the kid with the hoodie goes back to the corner,
Bag full of skittles, can of Arizona,
Rewind for the people that pray he in Heaven,
Crying in the church while they listen to the reverend,
February 26th, a quarter past 7,
He would never even enter inside a 7-11
Back with his father, back with his mother,
Back with his girlfriend, he tell’er he love her,
Back before calling, before she discovered
That life isn’t fair, but its fairer to others,


Bridge :
So I think I’m Trayvon
Yeah, I must be Trayvon
Watch police say I’m dangerous,
Cuz I’m black, and my jeans hang below my hips
Is he blood or crip, is he gonna rob a chick,
It doesn’t matter if you’re shot, they’ll just acquit.

Verse 2 :
What if this was all different?
A light skinned kid in Chicago,
He doing a little community service, he stopped at the store for some caramels,
Got a couple of smokes, said “hello” to folks,
Cashier love him cuz he always told ‘em a joke,
He was feeling cold, and it was bout to rain,
And so he wore this hoodie, it had his college name,
He had been studying hard, so his eyes were red,
Couldn’t wait to sleep, its like he missed his bed,
And his phone rings, his best friend,
His girlfriend, she on the west end,
Her name’s Michelle, she’s smart as hell,
She believe in him, she wanna see him win,
But there’s a Zimmerman, thinking he’s a thug…
See, even Obama would’ve caught a slug.

Bridge :
So I think he’s Trayvon
Yeah, the President’s Trayvon
Watch police say he dangerous,
With his hoodie on, and those blackened lips
Is he blood or crip, is he gonna rob a chick,
It doesn’t matter if you’re shot, they’ll just acquit.

Verse 3 :
What if this was all different?
A white boy named Billy, just stopped by the store,
He’s wearing a hoodie he got from the Gap,
And his bootcut jeans be touching the floor,
Just a coke bottle and some starbursts,
He wanna scoop his girl, he need a car first,
So he just walk for now, and they be talking how,
He telling her he love her, he gonna take her out,
So is he dangerous, I mean the same kid,
I mean he’s white, but he speak the same language,
And his hair is blond and his eyes are blue,
Is he a threat to me, is he a threat to you,
And if he’s not then why, question your mind,
How come the police never kill his kind…
If a murder happens but nobody saw it when it did
Then I guess you can kill a black kid

Bridge :
So I guess I’m Trayvon
Yeah, I must be Trayvon
Watch police say I’m dangerous,
Cuz I know too much and I speak of it
Is he blood or crip, is he gonna rob a chick,
It doesn’t matter if you’re shot, they’ll just acquit.

Maybe he’s not Trayvon
White boys ain’t Trayvon
Watch police say he innocent,
Cuz he’s white, and his tats ain’t significant
He must be lost or something, lets help ‘em quick
And if he’s not, don’t shoot, they will convict

Outro :
For the broken hearts,
This one’s for the broken hearts
This one’s for the broken hearts

R.I.P MARTIN TRAYVON 

LYRICS : DJ Neptune ft Yung6ix | Open Letter (Cover)

Let's go, DJ Neptune.

Verse 1 : Yung6ix
They do not get the picture,
Please but get your zoom on,
I'm on my tenth meal, tell me what are you on,
Starving for success and I eat em up like a glutton,
And my eyes were like the camera, Clarence shoot some,

Dj Neptune :
Cut, its DJ Neptune Yung6ix,
And we about to unleash,
Game just started the mixtape,
Incase you dont know, now you know,
Cos we about to roll this tape, And tape rolling,
Action.



Y'all gon' learn today,
If you all get a peep y'all gon learn to pay,
Niggas claiming class while I am here to school em,
Steady dropping shit you will think a nigga stooling,
Gimme the time the name and the place,
And I show up up in the place,
With niggas with no time to waste,
One shot you gone like a-,
Like they shared up in a waste,
Mehn they get you in a haste,
Leave the place without a trace,
Get you missing for days,
Niggas who kill just for the fun of it,
They dont kid unless there's a nap in front of it,
Am talking 100 million naira ransoms,
Ugly thoughts cos them pockets really far from handsome,
You on twitter focus on your mentions,
I only roll with niggas who be focused on the mansions,
Am talking blueprints, with three properties,
Bring a stripper on the plane and give me proper Ts,
Used to push me away, said I was interfering,
Now they want us to get close/clothes like the ish am wearing,
Got sick up in my matter,
But am too busy am chatting with my maga,
Boys say me I dey para,
And I go hard like muscle on viagra.


Hook :
Y'all gon' Learn today, (walahitalai)
Y'all gon' Learn today, (school 'em)
Y'all gon' Learn today, (I swear down)
Y'all gon' Learn today, (Neptune)
Y'all gon' Learn today, (Yung6ix)
Y'all gon' Learn today, (Let's Go).


Verse 2 :
Am being me cos I simply cant be you mehn,
Thats cos my flows are out of this world like they aint human,
Aka mehn I showed up from another planet,
I became the best and I didnt even plan it,
So shoutout at dj neptune,
Niggas claiming they shit but I dont see them in the restroom,
Flawing everything you wish for, omo no broom,
I stil remain the best man, no groom,
They say time is money so am taking time and the money,
Cos 6 o'clock is the time,
And these bitches they horny so they call me honey,
For the money, not really used to giving fucks,
But certain bitches get it from me,
Now they see my account balance and they claiming that they love me,
See these bunch of hot girls claiming that they'll never hurt me,
Same girls that used to be sleeping on me,
Woke up this morning found one sleeping on me,
I guess my life is changing,
Even the new girls looking at my swagger strange,
She know I got the bread she hoping I toast her,
If you kingston am great brush you need to be joshua,
You blind to the fact my nigga.


Hook :
Y'all gon' Learn today, Y'all gon' Learn today,
Y'all gon' Learn today, Y'all gon' Learn today,
Y'all gon' Learn today, Y'all gon' Learn today,
Y'all gon' Learn today, Y'all gon' Learn today.

Outro :
Yung6ix, The game just started mehn,
Shoutout to DJ neptune, Ehn, clear the road o,
You know the matter na, one side thing,
Oya oti, stop the beat.

LYRICS : Burna Boy Ft Onos | Smoke Some Weed

Chorus :
See how would you like to smoke some weed girl
See how would you like to smoke some weed girl
Me have some Marijuana in a me house that i would like to smoke with you
How would you like to smoke some weed
See how would you like to smoke some weed
Me have some Marijuana in a me house that i would like to smoke with you

Verse 1 : Burna Boy
It's this girl and i see her everyday
Cause everyday she a come around my way
Till one day me notice she a burn the high grade
So me walk up to her like baby way i say
Baby if you understand
Have this butter kwata bond from Mr. Chan
And Mr. Chan a come from Japan
And anything you talk me i go understand




Verse 2 : Onos
O baby how would you like to be my queen
Lemme ask you again, baby would you like to be my queen and let be your king
I told you that i love you at the first day
You looked at me in the eyes and you smiled oh yeah
I told you that i need you in my life
You still haven't given me any answer
How would you like to be my queen baby
How would you like to be the mother of my kids.....
Yeah, how would you like to be my queen
How would you like to be the mother of my kids, I'm asking you darling
I told you i wanna take you to the altar
I tell you say i wan go see your mama and your papa eh
How would you like, shawty how would you like
oh nah
Tell me how would you like, how would you like to be my queen and I'll be your king tell me how would you like

..............
Change the topic
The boy they are try change the topic
But you can't change the topic
Them boy they can't stop it.
I see

Bridge :
Me say how would you like to smoke some weed
How would you like to smoke some weed yeh
Me have some Marijuana in a me house that i would like to smoke with you girl

Verse 3 : Burna Boy
Me see this girl, me see her again
She come around in a me crib
And we smoke it till ten, ten, ten
Me say the time now is 10 O'clock
And we say we a smoke and we never stop
I'm freestyling again
So don't blame me again I'm freestyling again
I needed to sing this song
Cause Marijuana has never ever done me wrong
Me I've been smoking ladies from so long
Lemme go on

Chorus :
See how would you like to smoke some weed girl
See how would you like to smoke some weed girl
Me have some Marijuana in a me house that i would like to smoke with you girl

MUSIC : Peter Elosia Ft Hyphen B | Hip Hop

Recorded way back , early 2010 Ft Hyphen B. Download and Share, comment and well, whatever.. Anticipate the TBA Mixtape, coming soon

DOWNLOAD

MUSIC : Jamaica Pete - How Low Can You Go + Right Now (Oshey Fans) {Freestyle}

Jamaica Pete, one of the hardest Mc's in the game is here with two solid freestyles, Right Now and How Low Can You Go. Both songs are covers and the flow used on the beats, trust me, something else..... Word from Jamaica Pete is that these songs were recorded last 3 years but new music to come your way soon

Download - How Low Can You Go

Download - Right Now (Oshey Fans)

LYRICS : Sean Tizzle - Mama Eh

Intro :
Ahn ahn…eh
Ahn ahn..eh eh
Sean tizzle
Ahn ahn uh
Dtunes again o
Ahn ahn

Chorus :
Oh mama yeh…mama ma ma
Eh eh eh
Mama yo ….mama…ma
Mama mama mama yo
Girl your body make me craze ….mama
And i want to have a taste ….mama
When you dancing to the base ….mama
Girl i want to know your place ….mama
Girl your body make me craze ….mama

And i want to have a taste ….mama
When you dancing to the base ….mama
Girl i want to know your place ….mama
Hmmm hmmm
Mama eh….mama ma ma
Eh eh eh
Mama yo mama ma
Mama mama mama yo

Verse 1
Sexy lady
Is that your body drives me crazy ….(sho mo)
When you roll it
When you giving me nice and slowly ….(sho mo)
Girl you smoking
Your body high me pass poli ….(sho mo)
Baby show me
Show me how you control it
Oya see mama mama mama mama mama
Wey you wyne am go down down now now now now now
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Make you show them say you sabi dance

Chorus :
Oh mama yeh…mama ma ma
Eh eh eh
Mama yo ….mama…ma
Mama mama mama yo
Girl your body make me craze ….mama
And i want to have a taste ….mama
When you dancing to the base ….mama
Girl i want to know your place ….mama
Girl your body make me craze ….mama
And i want to have a taste ….mama
When you dancing to the base ….mama
Girl i want to know your place ….mama
Hmmm hmmm
Mama eh….mama ma ma
Eh eh eh
Mama yo mama ma
Mama mama mama yo

Verse 2 :
Ahn ahn ahn
Where you come from
That your body girl i want some
Way you whine your round bum bum bum
Girl way you whine your round bum bum bum
See you always make me want more
From jamaica down to london
Australia to honk kong
Omo i go tell me where she come from
Oya see mama mama mama mama mama
Way you whine am go down down now now now now now now
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Make you show them say you sabi dance

Oh mama eh mama ma ma
Eh eh eh
Mama eh mama ma
Mama mama mama yo

Outro :
Ahn ahn
Eh
Ahn ahn
Ahn ahn
Sean tizzle
Ahn ah
Dtunes again o
Ahn ahn

LYRICS : Sean Tizzle - International Badman

Intro :
Eh sean tizzle
Yea yea yea
D’tunes again o
Yea yea yea

Chorus :
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go…eh
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o



Verse 1 :
Now she a bad boy ~~~~~
Big booty shaker
Shawty make me want to lose my mind i mental
Oh girl you hotter other girls dem no badder
Sweat hit the floor go crazy lady gaga
Oh gosh you make a bad man want to loose guard
And i be like who’s that
And girl you make me want you bad o
Omo ma ro, been staring at you, mo ti ji soro re
Omo ma ro se, oya shi lekun mo ti fe wo be…. Nana
Because i’m an

Chorus :
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go…eh
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o

She say she want a rude boy
She say she want me cos i'm from the hood boy
Just meet me by the pool party
She say she really want to keep it cool boy
She say she wan know
She say she really want to get low
She say she wan roll with me cos i'm internationally known
She say she wan go
She say she dey really want to get low
She say she wan roll with me cos i'm internationally known ….internationally known

Chorus :
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go…eh
International badman things
From Naija to Jamaica we dey run things
Every day and night she calling
Say she wanna go wanna go
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o (she wanna go o)
She wanna go o

She say she wan know
She say she really want to get low
She say she wan roll with me cos i'm internationally known
She say she wan go
She say she dey really want to get low
She say she wan roll with me cos i'm internationally known
O….she wanna go o

Outro :
Sean tizzle…yea yea yea
D’tunes again o…yea yea yea

LYRICS : Jesse Jagz - Bad Girl Ft Wizkid

Intro :

S-T-A-R baby

Uhh yeah yeah yeah

Eyyy

Chorus : Wizkid

Baby girl call me jailer

Cos I’m a prisoner of love

Baby girl call me tailor

Cos I will mend your broken heart

In the rain, every weather

Oh! Say I will love you till the end

Baby only you, only you wey go make my life complete

Hmmm baby only you, my baby only you

Wey I dey see wey dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile I dey lose my mind

Ehnn baby only you, my baby only you

See I dey see you dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile

You just dey blow my mind

Verse 1 : J. Jagz 

Me like them meaner

Have you seen her?

Seen the rude girl in a beamer

With Lisa

And her sister

She a classic

She eat up

To see her you wan need a visa

Oliver Kahn

She a keeper

She sweeter

Than me reefer

Got a good head

She a reader

And sometime me leave her alone

But shawty know that she my Nina Simone

She go deep not a low

Every night Jagga go reap what he sow

And she tell me what she feel inside

She say it’s something so deep and wide

Girl if you want this bad as I do

Satisfy me, let me satisfy you

Chorus : Wizkid

Baby girl call me jailer

Cos I’m a prisoner of love

Baby girl call me tailor

Cos I will mend your broken heart

In the rain, every weather

Oh! Say I will love you till the end

Baby only you, only you wey go make my life complete

Hmmm baby only you, my baby only you

Wey I dey see wey dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile I dey lose my mind

Ehnn baby only you, my baby only you

See I dey see you dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile

You just dey blow my mind

Verse 2 : J.Jagz

Me like them meaner

Have you seen her?

Me seen the rude girl in a beamer

Bad girl whine for me

She go ahead and grind for me

Yeah she come to like she wanna

Too supersona

Say Jagga if you move get you like piranha

Diamond in the sky

All cool like Rihanna

Do what you wanna….true ~~~~~~~

And girl looking truly cinematic

Way she bend low see the city made of magic

When she in the club, yes the whole city panic

She got the greg sex looking tight in her spandex

She tell me what she feel inside

She say it’s something so deep and wide

If you want this as bad as I do

Girl let me satisfy you

Hmmm baby only you, my baby only you

Wey I dey see wey dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile I dey lose my mind

Ehnn baby only you, my baby only you

See I dey see you dey make me dey happy dey make me dey smile

Girl you blow my mind

Chorus : Wizkid

Baby girl call me jailer

Cos I’m a prisoner of love

Baby girl call me tailor

Cos I will mend your broken heart

In the rain, every weather

Oh! Say I will love you till the end

Baby only you, only you wey go make my life complete

Say Jah Selassie

You make a bad girl that look so fly

Oh jah Selassie

Me need a bad girl in me lifey

Fit me wifey

Shawty be a bad girl

Me likey

You see sexy sexy’s all I see

She love me dat (i’m loving it)

Oh ohhh

It’s Jesse Jagz nation baby

LYRICS : D’BANJ – BLAME IT ON THE MONEY FT. SNOOP LION & BIG SEAN

Intro :

O cover wa now, ******
Yeah, I’’m D’banj
It’’s…..I’’m just playing
B.I.G, Snoop Lion, I’’m D’banj

Chorus :

I’’m not sorry, I’’m rich
I’’m sorry you broke
Yeah don’t blame me
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money
Kudi, ego, owo

Verse 1  : Big Sean 
B.I.G…huh
Four five fine women that’s a copulation
Weed, hennesey and me: what a combination?
I ,had a bad day, tonight’s a compensation
I don’t trust that bitch, i got the condom tested
Oh, paper chasing till i die
Stacking paper to the sky bro
Went from Murciélago to up in Lagos
Now I’m with D’banj o
Now I’m with D’banj o
So, so, so

Chorus :
I’’m not sorry, I’’m rich
I’’m sorry you broke
Yeah don’t blame me
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money
Kudi, ego, owo

Verse 2 : Snoop Lion
Walking, talking just like a king
Chest full of chains
Hands full of diamond rings
D’banj is the man with the lion king
And money ain’t shit we’ll buy anything
Blame it on my riches
Blame it on my bitches
Jiggle on and i scribble on and i live alone
And i get shit
G-U-C-C-I, M-O-N-E-Y, P-U-S-S-Y
Keep a nigga fresh and fly
Am out the door and i count the dough
And i triple what you get
So clap along
Just rap along
While am stacking all these chips
New ***, new whips, you *** get rich
Motherfucker on a ***** ****

Chorus : 
I’’m not sorry, I’’m rich
I’’m sorry you broke
Yeah don’t blame me
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money
Kudi, ego, owo

Verse 3 : D’banj
First of all i pay my tights
Next i'm on a flight
Loving the life i dey live
No stressing no fight
Got an estate to let
Maybachs to jets
My 6 inch rolex…haha….no contest
Oluwa lo dami to gbe mi de bi ti mo de
Ma womi ma fara we mi, o mo mi dele
Oluwa lo fu mi lo la
Omo don’t blame me
To ba wa sere
Ma gbe keke e lo
Tori owo ni koko…obe ni rodo
Still making my own dough
Come get the koko, me sef mister naughty
Sweeter than the toto…banger lee
O cover wa now

Chorus :

I’’m not sorry, I’’m rich
I’’m sorry you broke
Yeah don’t blame me
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money, money, money, money
Blame it on the money, money, money, money
Kudi, ego, owo