[Chorus: Naira Marley]
Melo, melo mo fę so
Oru mumi, mo se boso
When I saw you inna bumbum short
Loję kin fę try my luck
Try my luck, make I dey chop your work
If we knack, you won't want to stop
Come on top, should I come on top?
When I gave her her top, she didn't wanna go

[Verse 1: Wizkid]
I know
Your body bump pass Claro
Girl, no dey play my loving like so
Girl, I wan go where you wan go
And I go tell you things wey you wan know
I hope you know say the bumbum nice and I wan hold you tight
You gat the sweetest vibe (Brr, brr)

[Verse 2: Skepta]
Yeah
Starboy ting, bet you never seen a man like me, bet you never seen a gang like this
Fashion week at arise, GQ top five and I never came with a stylist
Bettеr hold your girlfriend tight, 'cause the mеnz inside
Matter dey ground, It's a crisis
She text me and ask me if everything fine, I said "Yes mama, I'm the finest" (Yes, mama)
She makes me cool and relaxed
That's not cap, baby, that's just facts
Front so juicy, the back so fat
Even if I leave, I gotta try, I must come back (Must)
She got her mind right and she got her money right
It's only right that I introduce her to the cartel
And I told her "After you, it's you, ain't no replacement for the Stargirl"
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