[Lyrics] Sarkodie – One Million Cedis Ft. Ink Boy Lyrics

Lyrics
Ah, yah-yah (ah, yah-yah)
Yeah
(Mastaa)
Uh!
Girl, no se memma no one million cedi (wooh)
Ansa na makohu’ ne papa wo Lasgidi (nah)
Oye me type, so adey keep it all jiggy (ah)
Hold up, Ose ‘Baby, saamo ankudi’ (wooh)
Ose ope Gucci, Louboutin ne Musgerla (ah)
Se nea oreye no, metumi hunu se wahye da (nah)
Yefre no sika, but ‘ebi mo’ fre no ‘wanjela (huh)
If e go rain, I go be your umbrella
‘Ella, aye, aye
Oye me dofo, wontumi nye no kei, kei (yes)
Amanfoo girls o, yie, yie
Obi goro ho a, na metwe me AK 47
Tantalabu mu teele (whaa)
Obetwa mu a na boys beka mu, yeah-yeah (nah)
Ode aka me, ma moahunu se odo bi e’de (huh)
Nkele nooni gbaa gbo, gben keele (yes)
You be my baby, what else? (Nah)
Biliki say she “want a man wey go spend one million cedis”
You’re my type of girl, come be my oreke
And, I don dey wait, you don show man shege (what else?), oh-oh (nah, c’mon)
I been dey form Nakupenda oh (ah)
And, I been no know say na yawa oh (ah)
Carry waist like Kilimanjaro oh (what else?)
But, she said, “Are you talking in dollar oh?” (Let’s go, let’s go)
Koro kpa-kpa burst my brain, burst my oblongata
Gimme no yawa (naa)
Gimme love, gimme forever (ah)
Koro kpa-kpa burst my brain, burst my oblongata (let’s go)
Give me no yawa (naa)
Give me love, give me forever oh-oh (huh)
I’ma treat you like a Don is supposed to (ah)
If you’re stressed and you need a place to go to (nah)
If you’re going through some things, I can coach you (yes)
Pop Champagne, you can choose what we toast to (ah)
Shawtie want more money, more Gucci bag (nah)
More Prada, Cardi Yale, shades and Louis rack (ah)
I guess you came to the right place
‘Cause I dey spend too much money on shoppin’
That shit’s pretty bad (naa)
Hello, my kitty cat (go)
Come and sit in the ‘rack of the Rolls Royce (wooh)
I be your man, I’m leavin’ you, no choice (no)
Take you on a trip, some island with no noise
E be money (whoa), you ain’t gotta fuck with those boys (yes)
‘Cause you be the only bad bitch in the city (nah)
Ten over ten, thick body, still pretty (wooh)
Other men, they dey call you gold digger
But, I think you deserve more than a million cedi (ah)
Biliki say she “want a man wey go spend one million cedis”
You’re my type of girl, come be my oreke
And, I don dey wait, you don show man shege (what else?), oh-oh (naa, c’mon)
I been dey form Nakupenda oh (ah)
And, I been no know say na yawa oh (ah)
Carry waist like Kilimanjaro oh (what else?)
But, she said, “Are you talking in dollar oh?” (Let’s go, let’s go)
Koro kpa-kpa burst my brain, burst my oblongata
Gimme no yawa (nah)
Gimme love, gimme forever (ah)
Koro kpa-kpa burst my brain, burst my oblongata (let’s go)
Give me no yawa (nah)
Give me love, give me forever oh-oh