"RUNWAY HUH?" lyrics

Deeba (Huh?), Deeba (Huh?)
Boy bi pɛ sɛ ɔgyegye me
Mefa baabi ara a, na ɔretaataa me
Wayɛ ara aah ma afei deɛ, me ho kyere me
Deeba (Huh?), Deeba (Huh?)
Wo nwom wei deɛ, afreaki me
Mete sɛ ɛrebɔ a na biribi reyɛ me
Ɛnnɛ, mede bɛsa ara aah ma asa afono me

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Which one of you bitches is fucking with Bree?
Run and tell Kaya it's competition
I'm cooking, its my kitchen
I pulled up in Rick and I ain't Owen none of you niggas shit
Self made and sucking no dick
'Bout my bread and butter, my money touchdown, the whole place scatters
She's smoking, ɛyɛ mmaa formula
Body tea, ɛyɛ mmaa formula
Lipton, ɛyɛ mmaa formula
Get like me ɛyɛ mmaa formula, ɛyɛ mmaa formula
Runway, huh? runway, huh?
Going hard, I don't even rest on Sundays, huh?
Everyday in the office, is a Monday, huh?
'Cause the world gotta catch up on me some day, huh?

Deeba (Huh?), Deeba (Huh?)
Boy bi pɛ sɛ ɔgyegye me
Mefa baabi ara a, na ɔretaataa me
Wayɛ ara aah ma afei deɛ, me ho kyere me
Deeba (Huh?), Deeba (Huh?)
Wo nwom wei deɛ, afreaki me
Mete sɛ ɛrebɔ a na biribi reyɛ me
Ɛnnɛ, mede bɛsa ara aah ma asa afono me