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Money on your 'ead like a Naija 'Ead like a Naija It's The Writer's Block Money on your 'ead like a Naija Ayy, ayy, like a Naija Karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Gyal throw K's on the net, but see us in the flesh And, always get shy with man I just put a 5 on my feet Everybody lookin' like "Ooh, he a pricey man" Karma, karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man You know that I'm steppin' in fashion Designer splashin', #IDontSlipUp Pretty one, way too attractive I've gotta have it I think I've got my hands on a winner Loose, I'll turn your main man to a swimmer Trap mash 'nuff and them bands comе quicker She wan' a Harlem Boy, oi Cah shе heard that Harlem's realer OMG she pretty, pretty Always get shy when she see me, see me SongtexteBarbies are throwin' up K's And they scream "Free Mizzy, Mizzy" Me like "Where are ya, silly, silly?" I got bassy on me not a flicky, flicky Aye on the other side to go fishin' Mad Man done him, what a pity pity Karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Gyal throw K's on the net, but see us in the flesh And, always get shy with man I just put a 5 on my feet Everybody lookin' like "Ooh, he a pricey man" Karma, karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Money on your 'ead like a Naija (Naija) Give you many tings, tell you lumba (lumba) If I was to call would you answer? (answer) I wanna see you whine is your back up I just wanna play wid it, play wid it Just wanna say "hello, hello" Mi ah no go play wid you, play wid you Mi ah wanna game wid you, game wid you Turn di O2 to di O3 Swear to God your girl, yeah, she know me Me and my niggas never [?] G Baby we can do it on the lowkey Nigga was upon kilo [?] You don't wanna run up with my OG Shout out nigga Loski, that's his broski Gyal I wanna give you all di money Karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Gyal throw K's on the net, but see us in the flesh And, always get shy with man I just put a 5 on my feet Everybody lookin' like "Ooh, he a pricey man" Karma, karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Mi ah no mek a bubble, say splash Hit it from the back and say "Baby, throw it back" Harlem boy with Italian swag Got my slim fits fallin' cah my tool's in my pants They don't ever come round my side Me and SA on the night ride Pretty ones askin' what's my life's like Faded, splash on all of my paigons We gon' get rich at the right time Karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Gyal throw K's on the net, but see us in the flesh And, always get shy with man I just put a 5 on my feet Everybody lookin' like "Ooh, he a pricey man" Karma, karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Gyal throw K's on the net, but see us in the flesh And, always get shy with man I just put a 5 on my feet Everybody lookin' like "Ooh, he a pricey man" Karma, karma when we fry up man I put money on your head like a Naija man Aus Songtexte Mania