Davido was slated to perform in Congo last night but couldn't due to a riot between the police and his fans. He used the situation to joke about how big he is.

Just like Wizkid who didn’t perform at a concert in London on Thursday because of visa issues, Davido fled for his life in Lumbumbashi Congo due to the riot.

there’s a riot at my show. Police VS fans, crazy F**king poo. They raped one of the opening acts opening for me’.

Most beautiful girl in Nigeria, Universe 2015 Debbie Collins posted her transformation picture on instagram but not everyone was here for it.


https://www.instagram.com/p/BHmhqtMhwkk/

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Aww. Popular Ghanaian nurse whose pre wedding pictures went viral got married yesterday to her bae Kojo. Via @datswasup on instagram

missKiffy:
We don see this story Tey Tey nah

no. The story you saw was about them dating

Earlier this year, their story went viral when they started dating. The instagram user @nigeriangoddess posted his picture asking for a search party. Shortly after he was identified, they started dating and they just got engaged last night

Very boring prank.

Olamide first of said in his song that pounds will be like tissue and then wizkid took a picture with pounds as tissue. Right now, the value of pounds sterling can be equated with tissue after the exit of Britain from the EU

This is getting interesting. Once her fans noticed Mrs, she deleted the picture but @datswasup screen grabbed it fast

Nollywood actress, wife and mother AngelaOkorie has been caught up in a cheating scandal.

Her alleged boyfriend #ThurstonScott who frequents Nigeria and is friends with some actors has been posting intimate pictures of both of them with captions that Imply that they are in a relationship . She is also a commenter on his page.

Via : @datswasup

"The Banana house is mine 1000%" #LindaIkeji denies tax evasion reports.
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Linda told Pulse that the rumours are false as she works as an individual and not a company.
According to her, " Firs go after companies not individuals. And I was operating as an individual, "
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"And the Banana house is mine 1000%..lol. Proudly mine and I would never deny it ." she added.

As seen on @datswasup on instagram.

U https://www.instagram.com/p/BG4twIJHqFb/

That's what 2face said in a video posted on snapchat. He said people like to put their mouth in what they don't know.

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rayblings:
They stole the title from me

ehya

NigerianSHA:
Dumb Hoes everywhere, stupid Blogs everywhere...I guess a little more digging would reveal this part

shut the Bleep up. Which blog are you calling stupid blog? That reply was tweeted an hour after that video was posted on instagram. Digger oshi

DoctorDoom:
Just a couple of hours ago, I was listening to this "One Dance" song and told a friend Drake sounded kinda Wizkid-ish in his delivery, and the entire song had a Nigerian vibe to it.

It is easy to believe Seyi Shay but it is also possible Drake brought Wizkid on the track to influence it with the Nigerian flavor. Probably trying to switch his style up because diversity is key in the music industry. Either way, Wizkid must have had a lot of input for the sound to come out that way.

it even has the same beginning with ojuelegba

Mods take this to front page na. It's serious gist

https://www.instagram.com/p/BG2CswynqDM/

Watch video here.

OmGee. I just watched the video on @datswasup. Seyi shay just said that Drake stole One Dance from Wizkid.

ChemicalReaction:
Heard him say it on wave fm PH y'day.

really?. Cool

As seen on @datswasup on instagram.

According to @datswasup on instagram, Mr. 2kay and former BBA housemate Beverly Osu are in a hit sizzling relationship. Their romance is so hot that they are now borrowing each other's clothing. Mr. 2kay also confirmed the relationship on air yesterday and posted this picture of both of them with the caption that screams admiration for Beverly

https://www.instagram.com/p/BGz059BHqNQ/

Watch the video here.

I posted this on health section but it didn't get noticed. I saw it on Facebook. It's long but try and read.


James Okina Wrote On Facebook.
I WRITE WITH A VERY HEAVY HEART AND I WOULD LIKE YOU TO DO ME THE FAVOUR OF TAKING YOUR TIME TO READ TILL THE END.
The events that unfolded on thursday 16th of June just got me thinking deeply.....

I was in a very happy and yoppy mood this afternoon and could not wait to break the goodnews to the children, not knowing dark clouds were about to gather.

I got to the 'suya arcade' in Gbobiri met some of the street children there to take them to the program "Dreams Come True" organized in commemoration of the day international day of the African child Organized for them , at the verge of leaving with the ones i had met, i saw some more, a few meters ahead and decided to go and call them, getting there i discovered one was lying on the bare ground with his eyes partially opened, flies were all around and his clothes were nothing to write home about,"whats wrong with him?" i threw a question into the air directly at no one and i got"he is not feeling fine", immediately i leaned forward to feel his temperature and my hand was met with nothing but an icey cold feeling, i jerked backward because i found that very strange, i reached out to Anthony and Emmanuel who were with me to confirm what i saw and as swiftly as possible we got him a change of clothes, we tried to make him stand which wasnt possible, because he was quite oblivious of his environment and the only unconscious action he could make was breathing.

left with no other option i yanked him up and slipped him unto my arms, i would admit that he had some weight, but i didnt even take that into consideration, we immediately headed for the road leading to the venue for the programme with his arms hanging lifelessly and before i knew what was happening, a crowd had gathered far more than i would imagine, some came close enough to ask questions others stood afar off staring, a lady out of the crowd quickly, brought out the sum of two thousand naira,by now i was all drenched in my own sweat i quickly boarded a cab with Anthony whilst the Emmanuel headed for the programme with the other children.

We got to the general hospital in less than four minuites, i got out of the cab in no time and ran into the lobby, to alert any personnel i could find, while trying to get someone, Anthony brought him in with a personnel who directed him to a room and there be was laid on a wooden bed.

We got the doctor who came to do some tests and was checking the results, next thing i heard her scream 'Jesus!!' and i ask
'Ma! Please whats the matter? ' His blood sugar level is at 2.5!' she replied and immediatly she entered into the room opposite the one we were in and i followed her, she wrote a list and asked me to pay the sum of one thousand naira, then she grabbed some plasters and what looked like a drip and entered the room where the boy was in again, after setting up she tied his arm with a tube and was looking for a vein for about 5 minuites, i asked her why it was taking so much time and she said "His veins have collapsed"i didnt know what it meant for someones veins to collapse but that sounded pretty serious.

After about 15 minuites of thorough search and after they pierced his skin so many times, a vein was finally found which they administered the drip through, but i notice something that got me worried.... he didnt flinch to all the piercings made in his hands while they were looking for a vein. Well i was glad that he was very calm now and something was being done.

I and Anthony decided to sit in the corridor after a while, a lot of thoughts raced accross my mind sitting on that bench,but i tried to keep the picture of him being well, my arms where visibly shaking uncontrollably and i noticed it had been that way since i got into the cab and it wouldnt stop untill two hours later.

About forty minuites later, we were just seated where we were when a doctor who just walked past us called for the doctor on duty with a loud voice, we turned immediately and noticed she was standing by the room that had the boy, we rushed to see what was happening and we saw that the boy was breathing heavily, they immediately the doctor instructed the nurse to lace him with oxygen, which they did and after the nurse did, we didnt leave the room again we sat on the next bed, we wernt looking at him though, and while we were talking we heard a very loud gasp! I ran to his bed side with excitement thinking he was returning to consciousness, as i got to his side i didnt see him breath for the next 8 seconds, then he gasped again and it took another 5 seconds then he gasped again and it took another 15 seconds he gasped again and almost effortlessly he didnt the same thing twice and then at 5:27pm he took his last, i had gone to call the doctor and the only thing she said after heaving a deep sigh was "tell the nurse to take out the oxygen", i refused to believe she meant what she said, i told the nurse what the doctor said and left the building to pray outside, i spent four minuites really praying as intense as i could and as i was returning back to the room i met the nurse along the hallway and she muttered "that boy is no more" i rushed to the room and it was real, we still tried and he was gone! He died with his eye still open.

Wow! Anthony turned and asked me "so is this how people die" immediately i thought to myself "was he born again?" Lest he suffers in this world and sufer in the next one! I thought hard to enquire of myself if he had given his heart to Christ before now

I started thinking.... he could have been a lawyer or an architect or an electrician, a preacher! Either ways he could have added value to lives and fullfiled his purpose on earth, he was gone! I thought to myself wow! Like i fell into a trance i saw the day he cried his first on earth! An adorable baby some people would kill for! Everything stopped moving around me,time passed swiftly and when i checked the time again it was 6:27pm he was already becoming very strong and stiff i had to close his eyes with my still visbly shaking hand.Anthony had to leave because he got a call although that wasnt very easy for him. Finally after waiting for what looked like 5 minuites for the chief Supretendent of the hospital to come so hebe taken to the morgue and i can leave, at few minuites past 7:pm, she said i could go. I thanked them and left.......

When i got back to Gbogobiri i met the children there and they couldnt wait to ask after thier friend, i ignored thier questions and almost in a whisper i asked "what was his name" "NDUKE!!" They chorused, i now broke the news to them, they were quiet and thoughtful, and i could see the fear in thier faces and read the thoughts of "am i next?" Wow wow.. i thought and prayed that he should go to somewhere more beautiful.

I later learnt he had taken tramadol in overdose the day before, and had been lying where i met him since the day before, since the day before??!!! What! And no passerby even thought to do something, people claim these children are heartless and wicked but i started thinking at that instant about who was more wicked, they were even people who were willing to stop me from taking him to the hospital, with statements like " what if they ask you questions" i didnt know when i shouted at one!!! And that silenced the others.
I learnt a very important lesson, which was "yesterday is the past, tomorrow is the future but today is a gift and thats why its called a present" what we do with it makes all the difference.

I bet if i met Nduke right now and asked him if he wanted to come back he would say No! which is because its a lot peaceful where he is now.........as opposed to the troubled world he lived in, with no one to care or look after him.
Rest in Peace Nduke!

I promise that you would not have died invain. My convictions about street children were strengthened and i am most certain that i am blessed with this burden, i now understand the urgency of my work here, because in my very presence A person became a thing, not being addressed as he but 'it' not as 'boy' but 'corpse' it pricked my heart.

He was so lovely and he was barely 11 years old, i hope that one day i would see him again.
Every Child out there is our collective responsibility and we shouldnt act like nothing is wrong going about our normal routine, if we continue this way, a day would come when we would have bloody streets and God would hold us responsible for everything that happened under our nose.

Its not something someone has to tell us it to do, and besides we are not going to be doing it for them but ourselves. My heart so heavy, words are inadequate to express my deepest thoughts.
But whats resonating in my mind is the fact that theres no better time to act but now!

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James Okina Wrote On Facebook.

I WRITE WITH A VERY HEAVY HEART AND I WOULD LIKE YOU TO DO ME THE FAVOUR OF TAKING YOUR TIME TO READ TILL THE END.
The events that unfolded on thursday 16th of June just got me thinking deeply.....

I was in a very happy and yoppy mood this afternoon and could not wait to break the goodnews to the children, not knowing dark clouds were about to gather. I got to the 'suya arcade' in Gbobiri met some of the street children there to take them to the program "Dreams Come True" organized in commemoration of the day international day of the African child Organized for them , at the verge of leaving with the ones i had met, i saw some more, a few meters ahead and decided to go and call them, getting there i discovered one was lying on the bare ground with his eyes partially opened, flies were all around and his clothes were nothing to write home about,"whats wrong with him?" i threw a question into the air directly at no one and i got"he is not feeling fine", immediately i leaned forward to feel his temperature and my hand was met with nothing but an icey cold feeling, i jerked backward because i found that very strange, i reached out to Anthony and Emmanuel who were with me to confirm what i saw and as swiftly as possible we got him a change of clothes, we tried to make him stand which wasnt possible, because he was quite oblivious of his environment and the only unconscious action he could make was breathing.

left with no other option i yanked him up and slipped him unto my arms, i would admit that he had some weight, but i didnt even take that into consideration, we immediately headed for the road leading to the venue for the programme with his arms hanging lifelessly and before i knew what was happening, a crowd had gathered far more than i would imagine, some came close enough to ask questions others stood afar off staring, a lady out of the crowd quickly, brought out the sum of two thousand naira,by now i was all drenched in my own sweat i quickly boarded a cab with Anthony whilst the Emmanuel headed for the programme with the other children.

We got to the general hospital in less than four minuites, i got out of the cab in no time and ran into the lobby, to alert any personnel i could find, while trying to get someone, Anthony brought him in with a personnel who directed him to a room and there be was laid on a wooden bed.

We got the doctor who came to do some tests and was checking the results, next thing i heard her scream 'Jesus!!' and i ask
'Ma! Please whats the matter? ' His blood sugar level is at 2.5!' she replied and immediatly she entered into the room opposite the one we were in and i followed her, she wrote a list and asked me to pay the sum of one thousand naira, then she grabbed some plasters and what looked like a drip and entered the room where the boy was in again, after setting up she tied his arm with a tube and was looking for a vein for about 5 minuites, i asked her why it was taking so much time and she said "His veins have collapsed"i didnt know what it meant for someones veins to collapse but that sounded pretty serious.

After about 15 minuites of thorough search and after they pierced his skin so many times, a vein was finally found which they administered the drip through, but i notice something that got me worried.... he didnt flinch to all the piercings made in his hands while they were looking for a vein. Well i was glad that he was very calm now and something was being done.

I and Anthony decided to sit in the corridor after a while, a lot of thoughts raced accross my mind sitting on that bench,but i tried to keep the picture of him being well, my arms where visibly shaking uncontrollably and i noticed it had been that way since i got into the cab and it wouldnt stop untill two hours later.

About forty minuites later, we were just seated where we were when a doctor who just walked past us called for the doctor on duty with a loud voice, we turned immediately and noticed she was standing by the room that had the boy, we rushed to see what was happening and we saw that the boy was breathing heavily, they immediately the doctor instructed the nurse to lace him with oxygen, which they did and after the nurse did, we didnt leave the room again we sat on the next bed, we wernt looking at him though, and while we were talking we heard a very loud gasp! I ran to his bed side with excitement thinking he was returning to consciousness, as i got to his side i didnt see him breath for the next 8 seconds, then he gasped again and it took another 5 seconds then he gasped again and it took another 15 seconds he gasped again and almost effortlessly he didnt the same thing twice and then at 5:27pm he took his last, i had gone to call the doctor and the only thing she said after heaving a deep sigh was "tell the nurse to take out the oxygen", i refused to believe she meant what she said, i told the nurse what the doctor said and left the building to pray outside, i spent four minuites really praying as intense as i could and as i was returning back to the room i met the nurse along the hallway and she muttered "that boy is no more" i rushed to the room and it was real, we still tried and he was gone! He died with his eye still open.

Wow! Anthony turned and asked me "so is this how people die" immediately i thought to myself "was he born again?" Lest he suffers in this world and sufer in the next one! I thought hard to enquire of myself if he had given his heart to Christ before now

I started thinking.... he could have been a lawyer or an architect or an electrician, a preacher! Either ways he could have added value to lives and fullfiled his purpose on earth, he was gone! I thought to myself wow! Like i fell into a trance i saw the day he cried his first on earth! An adorable baby some people would kill for! Everything stopped moving around me,time passed swiftly and when i checked the time again it was 6:27pm he was already becoming very strong and stiff i had to close his eyes with my still visbly shaking hand.Anthony had to leave because he got a call although that wasnt very easy for him. Finally after waiting for what looked like 5 minuites for the chief Supretendent of the hospital to come so hebe taken to the morgue and i can leave, at few minuites past 7:pm, she said i could go. I thanked them and left.......

When i got back to Gbogobiri i met the children there and they couldnt wait to ask after thier friend, i ignored thier questions and almost in a whisper i asked "what was his name" "NDUKE!!" They chorused, i now broke the news to them, they were quiet and thoughtful, and i could see the fear in thier faces and read the thoughts of "am i next?" Wow wow.. i thought and prayed that he should go to somewhere more beautiful.
I later learnt he had taken tramadol in overdose the day before, and had been lying where i met him since the day before, since the day before??!!! What! And no passerby even thought to do something, people claim these children are heartless and wicked but i started thinking at that instant about who was more wicked, they were even people who were willing to stop me from taking him to the hospital, with statements like " what if they ask you questions" i didnt know when i shouted at one!!! And that silenced the others.
I learnt a very important lesson, which was "yesterday is the past, tomorrow is the future but today is a gift and thats why its called a present" what we do with it makes all the difference.
I bet if i met Nduke right now and asked him if he wanted to come back he would say No! which is because its a lot peaceful where he is now.........as opposed to the troubled world he lived in, with no one to care or look after him.
Rest in Peace Nduke!

I promise that you would not have died invain. My convictions about street children were strengthened and i am most certain that i am blessed with this burden, i now understand the urgency of my work here, because in my very presence A person became a thing, not being addressed as he but 'it' not as 'boy' but 'corpse' it pricked my heart.

He was so lovely and he was barely 11 years old, i hope that one day i would see him again.
Every Child out there is our collective responsibility and we shouldnt act like nothing is wrong going about our normal routine, if we continue this way, a day would come when we would have bloody streets and God would hold us responsible for everything that happened under our nose.

Its not something someone has to tell us it to do, and besides we are not going to be doing it for them but ourselves. My heart so heavy, words are inadequate to express my deepest thoughts.
But whats resonating in my mind is the fact that theres no better time to act but now!

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The footballer just tied the knot with Sandra.

https://www.instagram.com/p/BGy8eJunqHK/

https://www.instagram.com/p/BGynlliHqJF/

On the show, Emeka was asked about the current status of his marriage with wife Emma , with whom he has allegedly had a physical altercation and bitter divorce proceedings. He replied that ‘everything is fine’ and that he had just dropped off his mother-in-law before going on camera for the interview.

Upon further probing by the presenter, he lost it, saying: ‘it is not your business,’ before going on to explain why he needed not to answer the question.

Watch the video here : https://www.instagram.com/p/BGynlliHqJF/

As seen on @datswasup on instagram

Lol. Oga. How many first gigs did you have As seen on @datswasup on instagram.

crazymommy:
...hmm should I be honest with you??I see you standing among five different presidents cheering you,I do not know what u were doing among them,you kept waving at a very massive crowd cheerfully same way they waved happily at you,I don"t know why.....I saw this....forget my moniker and personality on Nairaland and take this spiritual message extremely seriously......I don't know you,I don't know your family ,i don't know your status but i repeat take this message very seriously and pray concerning it,I can see the fulfilment......


write this message down like a note if you can,infact write the date and time,and even add to it that the message was delivered by one random crazy woman I saw on Nairaland with the moniker "crazymommy"... keep it as a record....so in the future you can remember these day and check the note which you wrote today...

me too. @destined2win. Remember that it was under my thread that this prophecy took place o. I am writing it down too.

Street Gets Named After Nigerian music legend 2fcae.

Binta posted the picture below and @datswasup on instagram thinks it's shade directed at the father of her son - wizkid

Star comedian took to his snapchat to blast pastors that underrate him. As seen on @datswasup on instagram.

So Koredebello was taunting his female fans(male fans included) with a picture of a lip print on his cheek. Well, @datswasup on instagram found out who the girl is.