Kanta Sarkodie

[Intro]
Yerr! kanta, kanta, kanta, kanta, kanta
Yeerr! kanta, kanta, kanta, kanta, kanta, yeerr!

[Verse 1]
Huh! Sika dɔɔso wɔ Ghana
Still a yɛ hustle wɔ Ashaiman
Street foɔ ɛto Hosanna
Cos sakawa boys agye block no ɛdan ma
Ma ship-e me panamera just for summer
Cos aban sika die no koraa cause drama

Obi nkɔ kɔ bisa Braimah Kamoko sɛ
Nku no a ɔ use no primer
Politics, evil (yea)
They got no love for the people
Obi nse Ɔmanpanin sɛ me hia no
Sarkodie just wanna meet you

Sesei a deɛ cash no a lock-e
Na companies akɛseɛ koraa mpo ɔmo a-chock-i
Na wonhu sɛ Charterhouse koraa ɔmo a-pause-i
Me charge-e me fees a obiaa ntumi n-sort-i

The industry, is falling
Company biaa eyɛ overhauling
Shatta paa first na balling
But sesei a ɔhu bottles koraa na dodging