Satan be send TEN ANTS come but I no gree become their LANDLORD
The OCTOPUS wey he send, I give that one TEN TACKLES
SADISTS jam me start to LAUGH like sey I dey give them TEN TICKLES
Based on God no dey fail me, life give me TEN over TEN
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I no proud like fake tits, but na God bless me; I can't FAKE IT
So when HAPPY people SHOW THINGS, me sef go dey SHOW TEETH
Without God's free AIRTIME per seconds; tell me! Who dey BREATHE
Na God hold the DRUMSTICK, my life no fit go OFF BEAT
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Too much blessings fall on me, even haters don dey CHOKE
The blessing dope pass COKE; e dey break YOKE no be JOKE
Enough SHOWERS of blessings; omo, this one don dey SOAK
Even bottle wey don break no fit talk sey he don BROKE
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