Intro

Lagos, L.A.G.O.S, Lagos, Naija
Mad Bass, Paisa , Let's GO

Bridge:
Soon as u step ur azz down that plane
welcome to M.M., back home again
dem mamies with sharp bodies doing it well
punnies with with eyes for money ringing their bellz

Verse 1
Ryde through Ikeja, Ghetto of Ipodo
Yeh, thatz my first hood, go get me a choko
Fumar de la buena, que me vuelve loco
mira dem chicos dey terror like igodo, dem popo
armed robberies, snatching purses
hustling churches, cultists
Gun bursters, Convicts
chickens digging horses,
niggaz burning dutches
eyes choking like touches
noises of cluthes
street lights, ski masks stockings
big life, street fights punches
early rushing buses
groundnut crunches, garri for launches
everybody's Imam or witches curing curses
doctors lying, people tha government,
cripples with cluthces they brush with no nonsense
this is Lagos, we survivors
got toomany madness
but we the hardest
wap up

Chorus:
(Fela’s Water NO get Enermy)
Lagos, L.A.G.O.S, Lagos, Naija
Mad Bass, Paisa , Let's GO

Verse 2:
Afrikan Shrine, Kalakuta Republic
quit stunnin' those gucci's lookin' wet like Pussy
Step to tha wrong zone u lose it with bruises
Shit happens too fast u be thinking it's a movie
Remember back then, home of them Kuti’s
Smoking with oochies later got burnt to bushes
For the street I do this
And my niggaz in the hood
Festac, mile two, O.J.O.D.U
Akiode, Omole, Ogba people too
Chickens in Allen avenue, u know how they do
Ojota, Okota, tha few Aje butters
The ones wey dey form cux they dominate boiz quarter
Boiz in Alaba,
Unilag, Sabo, Yaba
tha o slow hawkers, from recharge card to purewater
mushin, odofin, gbagada
Oluwole, Akoka
palm groove, agege CMS, IyanaPaja
Bar beach, Kuramo
Ojuelegba got me burning some mariguana
Yeh

Chorus:
(Fela’s Water NO get Enermy)
Lagos, L.A.G.O.S, Lagos, Naija
Where my people at?
O.J

Verse 3:
This is Suru-lere were hommies aint got patient
oshodi, igbobi smoking kpoli with no payment
dem A.J. boiz, u never find dem hatin
leave u in COMA if u aint got tha paper waiting
The Aworis got voodoos like noodles,
shoot u through bluetooth,
shit goes through u, like soup on fufu, extra dudu
this is Lagos, U pay everything double
Divided with troubles, united in hustle
where your money is u gotta keep your mind at
live in victoria garden where the rich reside at?
V.G.C or A.J.C
anywhere u be, dont be a J.J.C
i'm down for my people in L.A.G.
smoking weed, rolling blunt, sipping Hennessey
bitches next to me
be their fantasy
they got dreams of tha ghetto and that’s we