it's over

作词 : Afolarin Odunlami/Akorede Solarin
作曲 : Afolarin Odunlami/Akorede Solarin
Don't you know I need you in my heart
Let me show how I can lift you high
Tear tears inna me eyes
Bami shano I wan shine
So many things I wan try
And the rhythm cannot die
So I pray, so I pray make dem take my photo
Make dem call me omo ologo
Many billi I wan count
Ole nimi if I runs am
Holy father, bami shana wole make dem wonder
Make e be like say I do one jazz
Kode ma bami lo koma pada leyin mi
So holy father
As omode me I wan para
As omode me no wan die
Make my enemies no see my mama cry
Oh aye yai yai
Oro mi lowo olorun lowa
Now we taking over
When dem say it's over
That's it's over (Iro ni)
Now dem wan link up, ko saye no doubt
Shebi dem carry shoulder
Dem even call us alariwo ah
But it's over
Past tense loro atijo
I thank God say I dey where I belong
Since I've been living the life that I want
Obe yi dun mama je ki n san owo
When kaluba dey, we up in the club
Mesmerize wan gidi gan
All the ladies love me to the core
Eledumare gbemi cho
Ori mi ma sun, wa gba dollar
Holy father
Bami sana wole make dem wonder
Make e be like say I do one jazz
Kode ma bami lo koma pada
Ko ma pada
Holy father, as omode me I wan para
As omode I no wan die
Make my enemies no see my mama cry
Oh aye yai yai
Oro mi lowo olorun lowa
Now we taking over
When dem say it's over
That's it's over (Iro ni)
Now they wan link up ko, saye no doubt
Shebi dem carry shoulder
Dem even call us alariwo ah
But it's over
Oro mi lowo olorun lowa
Now we taking over
When dem say it's over
That's it's over (Iro ni)
Now they wan link up, ko saye no doubt
Shebi dem carry shoulder
Dem even call us alariwo ah
But it's over (Iro ni)
Ironi!
Maje paro fun eh pe ole diru se o le di igba
Your size fit later change, no cut that coat to your size, leave 'em
Patient dog wey go dey wait, Ebi loma pa ku
School loti need maths toba ti de igboro ko cacu
Masun, magba, if you no cash out, no back out
Your momsy soup fit sweet but if you wan turn big boy, pack out
Fi were wa jade, tori odaju ni bukata
No more way for poor people, no be me na Mavo talk am
If you dey get am clear, I pray your money constant
No forget those wey dey when ogi never turn to custard
Oil finger na everybody dey rush am
If kasala burst everybody go wash hand