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[Verse 1]
Love is what I see when I look at you
You're my fantasy, you're my baby boo
Dance the kerewa Genevieve, my love is true
Say make we give them makossa
Girl, makossa
[Verse 2]
No be washy
You likey Versace
Baby, not ye, me and you
We were too much
I will take you to churchy
Forget the illuminati
If you likey karatey
I'll teach you mathematics
[Verse 3]
Monica, lover lover
You sweetie baby, your love a-killing me
Monica, lover lover
I want to chop your, Supa-ghetti
Monica, lover lover
You go wake up for new Bugatti
Monica, lover lover
Anything for you 'till infinity
[Verse 4]
My life is beautiful
My love is wonderful
My love is colorful
My love, my belle full
My love is bank alert
My love is, Fura de Nunu
My love is karate combo
My love is coming from Congo
[Verse 5]
You like, you Gongo A'so
Baby girl, I'm nice
Other girls dem do be left
Girl, you do me right
If you like to watch movies
Let me get your prize
If it ever gets dark at night
Girl, my screen is bright
[Verse 6]
I swear, say no be washy
You likey Versace
Baby, not ye, me and you
We were too much
I will take you to churchy
Forget the illuminati
If you likey karatey
I'll teach you mathematics
[Verse 7]
Monica, lover lover
You sweetie baby, your love a-killing me
Monica, lover lover
I want to chop your, Supa-ghetti
Monica, lover lover
You go wake up for new Bugatti
Monica, lover lover
Anything for you 'till infinity
[Verse 8]
Oh, I, I swear to God, I will never let you go, ever
Baby, come close
Make we take photo
Do you like Zanzibar or Toronto?
Baby girl, my love is hotter than the sun in Sokoto
And me ready for you
[Verse 9]
Baby, let me love you
Baby, let me treat you right
Baby, let me hold you
Baby, let me squeeze you tight
You're my one in a million girl
I'll fight for you, be your champion
And the way you smile, you turn me on
Girl, you turn me on
[Verse 10]
And I swear, say, no be washy
You likey Versace
Baby, not ye, me and you
We were too much
I will take you to churchy
Forget the illuminati
If you likey karatey
I'll teach you mathematics
[Verse 11]
Monica, lover lover
You sweetie baby, your love a-killing me
Monica, lover lover
I want to chop your, Supa-ghetti
Monica, lover lover
You go wake up for new Bugatti
Monica, lover lover
Anything for you 'till infinity
[Verse 12]
Thank you, thank you
Coublon baddest
Written by: Augustine Miles Kelechi
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