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Description
Producer: Studio Magic Programmer: Genio Bambino Mastering Engineer, Sound Engineer: Edward Scratch Kesselly Music Publisher: Warner Chappell Composer: Oloruntosin Babalola Lyricist: Mobolaji Odogukan Lyricist: Tim Lear Lyricist: Anais Cardo
Lyrics and translation
Original
Tinu, where you at my nig?
Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart.
Oh, baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh. Money, plenty money. Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart. Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh.
Baby, don't show me that you're ready for a challenge, I'm game on it.
I don't rehearse it, it's naturally.
Bite into my blood stream, oh.
Money, plenty money, oh. Make you dey spend all this wrapper on me, oh.
You got the keys to my heart.
You're giving me peace of mind when I'm with you in the morning. I'll never let you down when you're yearning.
You're my favorite prize that I earned, yeah.
I can be your girl and your homie, homie.
'Cause when I'm lonely, you get on my mind when I'm lonely.
Whenever you call, mama dial alone.
Oh, yeah.
Ah. Ikebe juicy, your na from Calabar.
Way I'm moving up and down with you be caravan. Got me like, oh my God. My baby girl mo ma mad.
Fifty hundred stack, go tell me that color my pride. Ikebe girl, otun girl, otun wala oni sugar pie. From
Indonesia, but her body fit dey Japan. Kilowa dey baye, tutun mo, mi a ma tan.
Nobody badder than, you got the keys, be jagaban. Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh. You got the keys to my heart.
Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh. Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart. Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh.
English translation
Tinu, where you at my nig?
Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart.
Oh, baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh. Money, plenty money. Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart. Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh.
Baby, don't show me that you're ready for a challenge, I'm game on it.
I don't rehearse it, it's naturally.
Bite into my blood stream, oh.
Money, plenty money, oh. Make you dey spend all this wrapper on me, oh.
You got the keys to my heart.
You're giving me peace of mind when I'm with you in the morning. I'll never let you down when you're yearning.
You're my favorite prize that I earned, yeah.
I can be your girl and your homie, homie.
'Cause when I'm lonely, you get on my mind when I'm lonely.
Whenever you call, mama dial alone.
Oh, yeah.
Ah. Ikebe juicy, your na from Calabar.
Way I'm moving up and down with you be caravan. Got me like, oh my God. My baby girl mo ma mad.
Fifty hundred stack, go tell me that color my pride. Ikebe girl, otun girl, otun wala oni sugar pie. From
Indonesia, but her body fit dey Japan. Kilowa dey baye, tutun mo, mi a ma tan.
Nobody badder than, you got the keys, be jagaban. Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh. You got the keys to my heart.
Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh. Money, plenty money.
Make I dey spend all this wrapper on you, oh.
You got the keys to my heart. Oh baby, give me a piece of your heart, oh.