Wednesday, 6 April 2016

Soft Work - Falz (Lyrics)

                                                    
                                                 Soft Work - Falz aka Falz The Bhad Guy
                                                                              (Lyrics)


Off his second studio album, Falz (Aka Falz the Bhad Guy) who has become the fastest rising hip hop and comic artiste in Nigeria drops a great tune titled Soft Work. It's the second track off the album (Stories That Touch) which was produced by sess. You can serve yourself with the lyrics to the song while you sing along

Verse 1 -

Abinibi you go know when we enter late, Dem say we dey show gan it's a damn habit, we no struggle to collect best artiste, first class no be who collect extra sheet, give ladies ecstasy with our expertise, we calling shots but them no dey get service, when we comot London we go check Paris, I dey smell envy I detect malice, I don't care lifestyle you go fear lavish, foreign girls in my house I dey learn Spanish, and the French girl tell me je mapelle Gladys, I dey scope omo ele some bread famish, but no be strain in my pocket cos we less famished, ladies love made men and we established, dem dey come find us like we herbalist, dem go chop our bobo if it's well garnished.

Hook

We came through in that Mercedes, mama look at how we made it, a little liqour and some ladies, we dey turn up on the daily (x2 ) It's our work o.. uhn yeah.. Soft Work (x2)

Verse 2

It's the life we chose I could have been in chambers, no regrets this one dey pass, we get the drive we get all the papers, trust nobody real niggaz stay scarce, this my party why you wanna hate crash, you dey copy catta you dun dey claim razz, cos you know say that one na the main cash, you be army robber your people dey sars, bitches and manners cash and etiquette, matured money and I ain't even 30 yet, I know your face but I can't remember where we met, na just courage the power wey the henney get, stories that touch from a real life angle, this one's for the night I burn the midnight candle, in the law school so I can be called to bar, now I'm a rap star mummy I'm popular..

Verse 3

Working hard but we hardly working, when the fine girls dem start to twerking, you go pause like duro no gbami gbo, shori backside amino, ahh yeh aso o gbami mo, all this money make a Nigga fatty bom -bom, we are now big so we can now pretend, we can now find a star we can now be friends, but you-you dunno the game intoto, you want to try lucky maybe you will win lotto, even real talents gan still need promo, if you fake your own death you fit still no blow, bami w'omo to le roll plate to ni logo, omo to yellow bi sikiratu sindodo, a damsel that already knows the koko, cos I don't have many power to dey feed zobo..


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