Saddest Days

Ah, Paper Boi, how far nah?

You still dey enter that boogie today?

Oh boy, una don come wit all this una Saturday party oh

Me I don tire, I wan relax oh

But my guy na the DJ there nah

You go perform nah, all those your jams nah, I understand nah

Me I get school oh, omoh, I get exam oh but no wahala make we enter nah

E no get how e be, we go rock am

My saddest days were Saturdays

Audi with my guys, dey observe the place

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

My saddest days were Saturdays

Beer parlour with my guys, koti come we gbese

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

Normal level, I dey school dey do my bookworm

Class finish, na to find one baby pull on

Bring kala if you move wrong

Touch us, community don remove gun

Leave all these rappers na mouth, dem no get receipt

For all those their war stories, dem just dey find retweet

Their heart dey beat through their shirt when we waka pass

One even piss for trouser as I wan break he teeth

Na mostly on Saturday we dey enter gbege

Or big gbese, nsogbu, e don burst again

Cos who we send go call girl, dem don burst he head

Party don scatter, I dey come, help me hold ma chain

Manager dey beg, aboy, that one no concern me

Scatter rubber chair for him back, stab he bouncer knee

Run enter area, chelle, until the matter die

Before we come out make mouth, you know this matter guy

My saddest days were Saturdays

Audi with my guys, dey observe the place

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

My saddest days were Saturdays

Beer parlour with my guys, koti come we gbese

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

Big cutlass for the bush path

Incase e burst, na to know where I go move pass

Yawa go soon gas

3 to 1, we no dey fear to reduce crowd

The small jazz when we do na 6:00 o'clock e dey end

Locate the opt, alert my men

Collect their phone, based on fuck up fee

Follow back run, vigilante wan dey draw pumping

The last person when try am, na gutter we see am

E be like film for e eye, the way koti take play am

This no be story when I suppose dey talk for track

Yokozona, I sit down una face with facts

Na we dey increase the crime rate then

Okere prison still choke with men

Saturday night, I lost my friend

E still dey pain me, I no fit pretend

My saddest days were Saturdays

Audi with my guys, dey observe the place

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

My saddest days were Saturdays

Beer parlour with my guys, koti come we gbese

We dey hustle some babes

We dey hustle some babes

Can't believe how we dey run am that year, mehn

**** go trek go find kele

When we wan go back, we go come dey pray make dem no see as we dey trek dey go house

Until we come gather money, go rent one car

That car nai put us for problem, I swear

Omo, we don really crase for this Wafftown, I swear