Esker Victor's Blog

Wan ni mo lagidi pe owun de lopa sadam Molepo mo Al-nasir ain’t talking remmy salam Mo’n so Nasir le lama Ti eyin pe mallam Allow me breath n!ggas emalo jekin fo Flow with a lotta ease n!ggas what you hating for I’ll not stop you n!ggas would not breath Mo ma last gan am packing enough hit Wan ishe yen bad gan but shii sounding not fit Tin ba ever bo crown gan it will not fit Grown men only kon she kidding mission Only place to ti ma rimi lori television This kid says they hustling They say they getting money What’s ya be smoking on Mehn that shii is really funny You talk about getting bvtches Like i ain getting non You talk about counting money Like i ain counting non Let’s talk about the Gucci You say is a feragamo Versace belt forming up to old my fokin ammo Awon vain they don’t want me to prosper Asalamalekum fun awon to komije proper Asalamalekum fun awon to komije proper Asalamalekum fun awon to komije proper Ise owo i...

DOWNLOAD HERE [Verse 1 – Jesse Jagz] Yes, ku zo ku dauka hoto And when I roll yo, am on a low low And like the po po am causing go slow She ride on me kaman muna buga polo Vector Classiq and Jaga make em kolo Yes we in the building mun shigo toto She turning up every night at quilox and grotto The bank to soho, muna bayan moto We chilling in a, yatch babban kolekole She clap on the wall yeah kamam katangere Jirgin sama muna chiki su na waje From Dubai to L.A J-town to Wuye And let em take pictures, uh, it’s twenty pixels Uh, it’s photographic, my flows automatic Yes, am still at it, rhymes is still madic It’s a ill habit, witness real magic Uh, this is a classic, it’s fire pon the master Cause C4 and plastic and wire we attach it Put it on a track and you ah buy it from a sachet If anything slowing down the tire we ah patch it [Hook – Classiq] Toh duk inda na je su na dauka na, hoto Na che ku dauki, hoto Kai, yewa, zo ku dauk...

[Verse 1 – Ycee] Sir, move your bvtch little to the left Man finna take her to the right I gat dress on like wyclef Then we can turn up all night Move your bvtch a little to the left When i come true gat that girl losing breath Just one touch and i make her undress No Falz but she tell a bad man i can press So she, so she don’t know what comes next Tell a man ah cum but i never come first Tell a truth bvtch, you just got to confess Cos *** like a priest no s3x, oh yes Shoddy say that boy too sick I give her belle, no be say i chook prick Her skinny like a fvckin tooth pick Her man coming so we gotta do quick A man me i do that chick well I make her scream like say she seen death The girl, her drama i call her tinsel But she a bad one tho, her packaging self Raa, am a beast on the beat With other mad line i unleash on the beat When in eat track ama feast on a beat Omo Yoruba badder come go ease on the beat [Hook – Solidstar] Shoddy come to me ...