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i no hear say him wife don leave am

tell your neighbour , e go better

himself

e don do oh my broda. b4 her ear go deaf

join in the fun mr man

nope, him wife just divorce am, carry all her property go. so now him dey under bridge

good question

hmmmmn

share the fun . . . . whenever

u wey belong to yaba left

na. . . . just kidding with ya

she go meet am for grave na

u no know say her middle name na the WOWO

abi oh

thank u o jare

quiet there, na u dey lead the pack

who ask u

did u hear that he is spoking ur languaged

cbase:
no dey decieve your sef 2, her no be UK or USA, na 9- JA

hehehe no be lie be that

HEY THERE CAYON
Verse 1:
Hey there Cayon, what’s it like in New York City,
I’m a thousand miles away but tonight you look so pretty , yes you do
Time’s quick and shinning as bright as you
I swear its true
Hey there Cayon, don’t you worry about the distance I’m right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen close your eyes
Listen to my voice it’s my disguise, I’m by you side

Chorus:
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
What you do to me

Verse 2:
Hey there Cayon I know times are getting hard
but just believe girl someday I’ll pay the bills with this guitar
We’ll have it good
We’ll have the life we knew we would, my word is good.
Hey there Cayon I’ve got so much left to say
if every simple song I wrote to you would take your breath away, I’ll write it all.
Even more in love with me you’ll fall
We’ll have it all


Chorus:
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
What you do to me

Verse 3
A thousand miles seem pretty far, but they’ve got planes and trains and cars
I’ll walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us,
but we’ll just laugh because we know that know one’s ever felt this way
Cayon I can promise, by the time that we get through the world would never ever be the same
And you’re to blame.

Hey there Cayon, you’ll be good and don’t you miss me
Two more years you’ll be done with school and I’ll be making history like I do
You know it’s all because of you
We can do what ever we want to
Hey Cayon here’s for you, this one’s for you

Chorus
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
Oh, its what you do to me
What you do to me



@Gab

i no follow u argue

ta.

na mama johnny, and thats final

no dey deceive urself. u shud be arrested for child neglect

no be lie, but e go still fall pretty soon

and fellow sinners

Ala po meji

aje danfo driver

i concur

God forbid!!!!

i dey feel like Tufe Edebi

is ur consine??

on ur head

see this aje houseboi

heard you. u are forming gangsta sha. nothing do you.