No Stress (feat. Don-E)

Supermalt and jollof rice

No stress, no wahala hala

No stress, no wahala hala

Me no wan stress, no wahala hala

Baby no stress, no wahala hala

Uh, yo

No stress, no wahala

Waitin' baby what's the mara?

You want Gucci and Prada?

I go buy you Dolce and Gabbana

In a foreign, AMG

Why these **** wanna hate on me?

Really? You no like me, KMT

No stress, no wahala

African ting from Uganda

You got one question to answer

Can you really take this banana?

She like the way I get, I lazy, no stress

I like the way she give it to me no stress

They wonder how I did it now stress

Told my momma one day I'll make a milli don't stress

No stress, no wahala hala

No stress, no wahala hala

Me no wan stress, no wahala hala

Baby no stress, no wahala hala

I don't need no stress in my life

Girl, come and sit upon the pipe

Jump on that ting, take a ride

Girl, I'll get you anything you like

'Cause she's not into Michael Kors

She's into Dior, Coco Chanel with mo

She say's she's linkin' a man

But she's thinkin' of man

She loves Italian footwear, but she says

She's never ever been to Milan

So if you're ready girl, let's get into it, man

No stress though

She fell in love with the dress code, let's go

She already knows I'm the best though

Get dough, told the mandem to take notes

And I know she's down and she likes the way I bust a wine

Get grub and flip mo, got a sick flow

Showdown tracks with Big Tobz

No stress, no wahala hala

No stress, no wahala hala

Me no wan stress, no wahala hala

Baby no stress, no wahala hala

No stress, no wahala hala

No stress, no wahala hala

Me no wan stress, no wahala hala

Baby no stress, no wahala hala