"Money" lyrics

Top! Boy!

Am a fine girl omo daada
I want him in designer but devils wear Prada
When I walk into the club I ain't paying nada
Shey walk in with the plugs till I got the charger

I baller baller
I ball like soccer
I turn up turn down till the club dey shutdown
Call him call am
If him start important
I be looking at my watch with them diamonds they burst down

Am looking for a husband, not a baby father
Nah! I don't take rubbish
I don't take rada rada
I want a strong body
I don't want a boy that is smacker
Couldn't even make the cup even with the papa

Every boy wanna put it pon me
But me look pretty with my slim body
Every boy wanna put pon me
But you're very lucky cause [?]
So come for me
I need some company
Broke niggas calling up my phone, but what do they want from me

Me I no dey sleep on the money
Hand on my backbone corny
Anytime I go dem dey miss me
Anytime I come celebration gan ni

Me no deviate from the matter
Making money murder your father
You see we dey hot like lava

And again and again and again
Gbedu go drop e go sweet sugarcane
Again and again and again
Gbedu go drop e go scatter your brain o

Every boy wanna put it pon me
But come me look pretty with my slim body
Every boy wanna put it pon me
But you're very lucky cause [?]

So come for me
I need some company
Broke niggas calling up my phone
But what do they want from me?

DJ Spinall
Tell them I'm the queen of the south
Omọ ghetto from London
But am lepa shandy now

Again and again and again
Gbedu go drop e go sweet sugarcane
Again and again and again
Gbedu go drop e go scatter your brain o
Again and again and again
Again and again and again
Gbedu go drop e go scatter your brain o

Top! Boy!