Issokay
S to the K
(Kezzi)
It's a different day, another lie, 'ie
Wonder why you too dey lie
Omo, I don tire (tire)
Omo, I don tire (omo, I don tire)
You hurry give me update that you gotta leave (you gotta leave)
But, na just another guy you wan go see
Omo, you too dey para (para)
Shey you no dey tire? yeah-yeah
You come dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ahh
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ahh
You don dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ah
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ah
Guess who's laughin' now?
Your pants on fire
You pants on fire, ayy
Tables don turn round (tables don turn round)
And your pants on fire (your pants on fire)
Your pants on fire, ayy-yah, ayy (your pants on fire, ayy-yah, ayy)
I was hustlin' money like oxygen
They were other things I was considerin'
Say, if I follow you, na wetin I go chop
See as I follow you and still you been f- up (see as I follow you and still you been f- up)
Shey you be think say na Samankwe? (Samankwe)
Or you be think say na child's play date? (child's play date)
Made me a fool 'cause I been love you (love you)
It's fun to see that the joke's on you (joke's on you)
Excuse me, no come dey
Dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ahh
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ahh
You don dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ah
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ah
Guess who's laughin' now?
Your pants on fire
You pants on fire, ayy
Tables don turn round (tables don turn round)
And your pants on fire (your pants on fire)
Your pants on fire, ayy-yah, ayy (your pants on fire, ayy-yah, ayy)
How do you feel seein' other chicks on your throne?
Not to mention all the other chicks that I own
Karma is a bitch and she workin' on you
This ain't no "an eye for an eye or a tooth for a tooth"
Why you use me play then?
Na when the thing wey happen, you go just dey blame men
Shebi you tell me say you wan dey independent
Now, see without me, you no even fit to pay rent (you no fit to pay rent)
Mr. Bombastic, chillin' fantastic
Heart in ah casket
Done with that love s-
I swear, it's been magical
Everythin' be magical
Say, Mr. Bombastic, chillin' fantastic
Heart in ah casket
I'm done with that love s-, ah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Everything is magi-cal
You come dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ahh
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ahh
You don dey lie to me, lie to me
Lie to me, lie to me, lie to me, ah
Now, your pants on fire
You no fit to lie again, ah
Guess who's laughin' now? (laughing now, yeah)
Your pants on fire (your pants on fire)
You pants on fire, ayy (your pants on fire, ayy)
Tables don turn round (turn round, turn round)
And, your pants on fire (your pants on fire)
Your pants on fire, ayy-yah, ayy (your pants on fire)
(Hey, Bob Berry)
(Kezzi)