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Abi Video (MV)




Performed By: Surreal Namz
Language: English
Length: 3:56
Written by: Nnamdi Ihekwaba
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Surreal Namz - Abi Lyrics
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You welcome
It's grand ambition
Black excellence
Odighi ife ka Chineke
Papi
Praises be unto our maker abi
Cause now I'm balling like a laker abi
And my girl be looking really fine
Really fine I know you want to
Come and take her abi
So now we steady making paper abi
You love me now or free me later abi
And they said to me that love is blind
You steady looking like a hater abi
They say my music sell like gala abi
Okay
That's 50 naira no wahala abi
They bring wahala and
They want to beef
Well
I guess they couldn't
Wait for Salah abi
The daily bread he put the butter abi We fast and pray with holy water abi
And I'll be riding in that white ghost
Jesus sed he'll send us a comforter abi
Top shotter I be
Number 1 sorta like a shot stopper Abi
So why you hating my success now
You want to turn my wine
To water abi
So if I'm dreaming
Please don't wake me up
The record labels wanna hit me up
The ladies saying
Please come pick me up
Don dey look like the transporter abi
So let's get back into the matter abi
Like how my pockets
Getting fatter abi
They said I didn't
Have the balls to lead
You come dey look me
Like Sepp Blatter abi
Aje Paco Aje Butter abi
You have a son or have a daughter abi
I'm fathering the game now
I've been in the art I rule like
Terracotta abi
Coming true
Dreams, of waking in a new Bugatti
And my girl hotter than water uhun
Wey dem use do garri
Once I get her in my room
Brother o ti kpari
She lady don dada to you
She still calling me daddy
She work blow jobs
We pay her your salary
We trading places like slaves did
In Badagry
White lingerie on a coke bottle body
I'm guessing
Her beauty is symbolic
And she cool
When we listening to Bob Marley
Got me feeling like
Robert Duvalle, I mean
Robert Duvall in my Roberto Cavalli
Looking at the time and it's past 2
Got two new girls where the last 2
They just wanna give me a Fela show
Fine wine, palmwine calabash too
Say this the kinda music you relax to
Champagne for the pain
Wouldn't last you
I said they never saw this coming
On a verse 2
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
Ehn
If I catch you
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
Ehn
If I cash you
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
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English

You welcome
It's grand ambition
Black excellence
Odighi ife ka Chineke
Papi
Praises be unto our maker abi
Cause now I'm balling like a laker abi
And my girl be looking really fine
Really fine I know you want to
Come and take her abi
So now we steady making paper abi
You love me now or free me later abi
And they said to me that love is blind
You steady looking like a hater abi
They say my music sell like gala abi
Okay
That's 50 naira no wahala abi
They bring wahala and
They want to beef
Well
I guess they couldn't
Wait for Salah abi
The daily bread he put the butter abi We fast and pray with holy water abi
And I'll be riding in that white ghost
Jesus sed he'll send us a comforter abi
Top shotter I be
Number 1 sorta like a shot stopper Abi
So why you hating my success now
You want to turn my wine
To water abi
So if I'm dreaming
Please don't wake me up
The record labels wanna hit me up
The ladies saying
Please come pick me up
Don dey look like the transporter abi
So let's get back into the matter abi
Like how my pockets
Getting fatter abi
They said I didn't
Have the balls to lead
You come dey look me
Like Sepp Blatter abi
Aje Paco Aje Butter abi
You have a son or have a daughter abi
I'm fathering the game now
I've been in the art I rule like
Terracotta abi
Coming true
Dreams, of waking in a new Bugatti
And my girl hotter than water uhun
Wey dem use do garri
Once I get her in my room
Brother o ti kpari
She lady don dada to you
She still calling me daddy
She work blow jobs
We pay her your salary
We trading places like slaves did
In Badagry
White lingerie on a coke bottle body
I'm guessing
Her beauty is symbolic
And she cool
When we listening to Bob Marley
Got me feeling like
Robert Duvalle, I mean
Robert Duvall in my Roberto Cavalli
Looking at the time and it's past 2
Got two new girls where the last 2
They just wanna give me a Fela show
Fine wine, palmwine calabash too
Say this the kinda music you relax to
Champagne for the pain
Wouldn't last you
I said they never saw this coming
On a verse 2
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
Ehn
If I catch you
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
Ehn
If I cash you
I got money in the bank
If I cash you
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Writer: Nnamdi Ihekwaba
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