"More" lyrics

Oh, no, uh-uh yeh
Perfext for you
Uh, yeah, uh

I get this fine girl, Valentina
She get this other friend, her name na Rita
And she get this other one, her name na Tina
Me dey feel am
And me fit give am
See all this fine kele no go kill man
But na wetin must to kill man go kill man
See shorty like the way me I dey hit am
She dey feel am
And me dey give am

The way you dey run my mata
Na the way you dey make me jigga
Na the way you dey hold my cigar
Pull my nica
Afro jigga, ahh

Na the way you dey run my mata
Na the way you dey make me jigga, yeah
Na the way you dey hold my cigar
Pull my nica
Afro jigga, ahh

Baby, gimme something, something
More-more, more, more, more
Girl, me go dey want you, want you
More-more, more, more, more

Baby, gimme something, something
More-more, more, more, more
Girl, me go dey want you, want you
More-more, more, more, more

Girl, me be Ronaldo for your mata
And me go score the quater final
Say, if I catch you for the corner
And me go chop you like burger
Fine girl, Monalisa
I go like make you call Anita
I dey find that your friend wey be Rita
See, I no mind if you bring your sister or your teacher
Girl, me no fit to run away
See, anything you bring come, me I dey
And me fit to show you my way, girl
Na for Ozumba Mbadiwe

The way you dey run my mata
Na the way you dey make me jigga
Na the way you dey hold my cigar
Pull my nica
Afro jigga, ahh

Na the way you dey run my mata
Na the way you dey make me jigga, yeah
Na the way you dey hold my cigar
Pull my nica
Afro jigga, ahh

Baby, gimme something, something
More-more, more, more, more
Girl, me go dey want you, want you
More-more, more, more, more

Baby, gimme something, something
More-more, more, more, more
Girl, me go dey want you, want you
More-more, more, more, more