everybody dey use their mama voice for their albums.
thank God my mama fit gas me say i be the chosen one. make i just blow first, una go too hear her voice.
people like this are the real heroes.
heroes to n!ggas that want something good for themselves but it ain't working out at the moment.
he should be protected by all means.
what kind of vibe are y’all looking for in your sex playlists with the kind of songs i’m seeing here.
imagine infinity comes up, dawg i’m stopping mid sex to rhyme “she no like garanuti But she go chop am if you give her cucumber”
this evening, i was playing a playlist i made about - you know.
but when those songs were playing, no face was coming to mind. only a woman’s figure. it was a blur.
i think i’m cooked.
nigeria’s weather is so not good; extreme. when the sun is out you’re quickly on your knees for rain. when the rain eventually comes and refuses to stop, you immediately want that sun you prayed against just so you can have clothes to wear.