Tuesday, October 22

Taffy Ghazali – Bros (LYRICS)

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Follow up the rhythm of Taffy Ghazali with the lyrics to his newly released hit titled ‘Bros’
Intro:
A yo’
Uhnn.
Say they call me Ghazali
Am like…
(Chorus) 
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
(Verse 1)
I make money I don’t make friend
You ain’t talking bout mulla na nonsense
I just flip it, zip it, then I offset
And I come back for more like an upset
You can pardon ma manners
Am breaking your banners
Am using Bananas
To feed all your Mamas
            Wait!
Okay am breaking the rules
I come with the thunder Ghazali na Zeus
Am blowing that lalafalama (‘falama’)
Ma WAEC result na from Ghana (‘Ghana’)
We dey give the problem wahala
Su na shaku shaku mu na rawan challa
So nigga how far
Mu na rapping ma da Hausa
E go shock them if we go far
I see no competition so far
      So…!
(Chorus) 
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
(Verse 2)
This is the verse two and the last too
I dey come clean like a glass tube
You dey first class I dey class two
I de first class you de class two
Bros!
I hope that you getting the punch
Beef lines for ma lunch
If you chop am you go purge
             Survive….!
Testimony for your church
My name is GHAZALI omo Yoruba ni I ain’t even sorry sometimes it’s ironic, I laugh at niggas when they try to be funny, they don’t work for money, they live with their mummy
Mehn I’ve been living alone
Age of six I was grown
Made the money on my own
So watch what you say if you dey for ma zone
(Chorus) 
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
BROS!
Stop to dey feel like a boss
You only driving a bus
You think say you popular ba?
Nobody know you for Jos
Why you dey carry your head, Shey you fit carry yourself?
Fine boy no pimpus YOU wan Marry Yourself!
(Outro)
Bros!
(tssssssss)
Them dey call you
Fine boy!
Come here
Come here
Bring your head
Come here
Calm down
Come here
Lyrics:
BROS by TaffyGhazali
Prod. By OnlyOneZax

 

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