Fa so Lati Do

Playing no fucking games right now, ooh yeah
Oh, ooh yeah
You know I'm on, baby
It ain't my fault, baby
Got what you want, baby
So don't let no more, baby

If I get them drawers, baby
You gon' wish I'm yours, baby
Won't ever take your calls, baby
'Cause I'll be on tour, baby

You'd be wishing that I ride on though (you'd wish I ride on though)
So I can slide my something in beside of you (right inside of you)
You been wishing that I ride on though (ride on though, baby, yeah)
So I can slide my something in beside of you (inside of you, baby, yeah)
Won bere poku ni, melo lo ti do
So re ni, fa so la ti do, oh
Won bere poku ni, melo lo ti do
So re ni, fa so la ti do, oh

Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh

Run around my block, you can find me
Might see two bitches right beside me
Might see twenty niggas right behind me
That's what the city look like on a Friday

The money got me all I want
Every other day I'm on
Shut yourself and say no more
Mind my own business, 'cause I ain't into your business

I've been wilding on, yeah
Tell you man you like me
You forgive me, I mean
Not even remember your name

Won bere poku ni, melo lo ti do
So re ni, fa so la ti do, oh
Won bere poku ni, melo lo ti do
So re ni, fa so la ti do, oh

Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh
Oh uh oh, yeh e yeh e yeh

Oh yeah, yeah
Oh uh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Damini Ebunoluwa Ogulu, Eric Isaac Utere
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