[Intro]

[Hook: Dope]

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu

Na the hook be that but na your ukwu I dey look

Na my book be that

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu

Na the hook be that but na your ukwu I dey look

Na my book

[Verse 1: J Flurl3ss]

She make that booty clap clap clap

Make the thing go hard

While she coming at me

With a massive attack

While she grind on me

*************** alive

When I leave she know I'll be coming

Back back back

Stay with me till the sunrise

’cause if you leave me I'mma shutdown

You don't wanna make me mad

Make me get suicidal

Girl don’t make me lose my mind

Hmmm hmmm ooooooooohhh

Every little thing she do just

Dey make the boy dey lose control

She make me wan dey lose control

When she climb it like a striper pole

Every little thing she do just

Dey make the boy dey lose control

She make me wanna lose control

[Verse 2: Dope]

Sebi you say you like gbedu

Dope don come with the best of the gbedu

Stop all the dissing

Clap as you listen

Bars wey go make you think

Wey go make you reason

If me and you get quanta no dey long matter

Call Nedu make e settle the issue

With coke and fanta

Or weed and lighter, weed up!

Na me connect to your Wifi

Ibi me wey you don dey find wey dey catch your wife eye

I don dey know your babe in toto

The toto don dey hot so she go need procold

Cheap trips she chills in my district

Shit kills ill pills in my brisket

Take a chill pill and flush it with the whiskey

Refuse to be broke, man, poverty kills

[Hook: Dope]

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu

Na the hook be that but na your ukwu I dey look

Na my book be that

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu (Aye)

Sebi you say you like gbedu

Na the hook be that but na your ukwu I dey look

Na my book

[Verse 3: Dope] 8b

Tell me, Why you dey bleach your skin

Why not bleach your account

So that the veins can be green

Like your skin that you bleached

Naija is a dick the bitches have made hard

Omo zero joy for here, nobody dey dey glad

Hustle to chop, hustle for this, hustle for that

The hustle is real, ain't nothing realer than

Boys dey press, laptop steady

They buga to the rest with the Benz and Bentley

Girls are being pressured to do what

They know say go land them in pot of soup

I no too blame boiz wey dey do "G"

My nigga you sef fit do am if you don "H"

On Cloud 9, you go clap if you don "I"

Go ask the Most High, yeah I mean bros "J"

"G" "H" "I" "J" you feel my wordplay?

[Verse 4: J Flurl3ss]

See the many girls that kept on waiting

Open up me heart so you can get in

Baby this is more than infatuation

Girl don't make me lose my cool

Girl you looking nice and fascinating

Let's just get married skip the dating

She said that she loves me she loves me

I know that she lying

[Verse 5: J Flurl3ss]

Iya Basira why you come dey form porsh

I been dey talk to you since na him you be dey puff up

Right now you come dey talk say you wan dey love up

Because you know say the money dey and e don dey sum up

Everyday container coming in the Tincan

Fuck what you thinking

You know that I still can

Flurl3ss and Dope nigga

Blooder in the same gang

See as we dey drink our belle don big like tank o

Na only God wey fit make the boy bigger

Back then the girls dey think say we no go blow up

Iya l'aya won, Iya l'aya won ta anybody

Let's get it

J Flurl3ss, Oya!