Video Kele Ft Boj de Show Dem Camp 2024 Rap Lyrics

Show Dem Camp - Kele Ft Boj Lyrics

Kele Lyrics[Intro]
Cl-classic
You're now rocking with the SDC, it’s the show dem camp omo yes indeed

[Verse 1: BOJ]
Gbedu don burst, oja
Cruise of the highest order
Kele won't stop, onja (Onja)
Steadily causing problem
Ta lon fa wahala, ta lon fa wahala nibę
Ta lon fa wahala, ta lon fa wahala

[Chorus: BOJ]
Came with a banger again (Again)
Came here to show them again (Again)
The way she dey shake am for me
I start to dey throway money
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway body
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway money
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala nibę
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala

[Verse 2: Tec]
Bad babes halla say they wan roll (Wan roll)
Palm winе papi what's the dress code? (Drеss code)
Love is overrated they prefer streets
Spend the whole december living carefree
Cold nights, hold tight, been waiting for this moment here my whole life (Whole life)
I use to think that money dey control life but these rich guys chasing all my old pies
Whole gang, new scene, dropping bangers making money that’s the routine
I just put my brother on some new schemes, everybody chow money too clean
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Came with a banger again
Came here to show them again
The way she dey shake am for me
I start to dey throway money
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway body
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway money
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala nibę
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala

[Verse 3: Ghost]
When you bet on yourself, it's like an act of faith
That's how we went from grass to grace, like Tuface with these classic tapes
Then we drew up a blueprint these new kids tagged and trace
Our legacies will outlast the greats (Talk to her)
True shit mehn these niggas too lit
Shut down jand left with a few quid
To you naija is a squid game better move quick 'cause you either make money or you make excuses
Transform a booth to a pulpit (Ha, God)
Blessings cover me in my new drip (Ha, God)
Everybody eats, omo cruise shit, my life's a movie, I'm just scoring the music
Call me Ghost Scorsese, pen arm brady
Lagos city raised so it's F y'all, pay me
Silverfox in the spot, cuff your lady
’Cause I’m a legend dawg can't play me
[Chorus: BOJ]
Came with a banger again
Came here to show them again
The way she dey shake am for me
I start to dey throway money
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway body
She start to dey jolly, she start to dey throway money
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala nibę
Ta lon fa wahala (Yeah-yeah), ta lon fa wahala

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