Yaw Tog – Sore Remix Lyrics (Ft. Stormzy X Kwesi Arthur)
Sore Remix Lyrics by Yaw Tog Ft. Stormzy X Kwesi Arthur
OYN! Yeah, grr, grr
Yeah (Where my G’s?)
Yo’
I-I-I love Chris Rich
Young bull coming dealing with goats yeah
Wonti ase3 braa fie
Getting my packs and building ma bones yeah
On the road coming yi fa ho baako
Mmie3nu we coming
Youngbull threat yeah am killing your dummies
Wontumi nfa this dirt 3ka me
Yeah am on God
Wishing it geat for my dawgs
Started with more but a few gor lost oh my God
Yaa na wa sorti me more
Firi s3as3 this pain got me lost
Cause a do am for the motherland
Got plans and another lot
Big stacks big stacks so a grind for a better land
Got wings ago higher niqqas ain’t badder than wow
African boy with a big drip
Yeah I grind for the big pic
Told mom ain’t slack am a big fish
Stay Gee with the day ones not this
Grrt spin dat, spin dat
Grind for the money not girls, no hoe
Came as a f00l and turned so Gold
Mama I made it see how am gold
[Refrain: Yaw Tog] Yeah am making more more
Yeah am making more more
Yeah am making more more
More more, yeah am making more more
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu [Verse 2: Stormzy] Big man on a remix
You don’t live the life you just dream it
Don’t mind them boys, don’t mean it
If I slap your face you gonna feel it
Slide in the middle like grealish
My next hit bigger than my previous
Red light looking all greenish
Fake niqqas call me blood I get squeamish
Aaaa, the boy’s just way too bossy
Double Platnum for Vossi
5 Times Double platnum get ’em off me
Yeah..! I’m a real foul like Jeoffrey
I am the king nobody can stop me
See when I get the job done that’s….
Iyt, I was cooling, I was resting
But this year and next year I’m on a next ting
Mastered my flow and my style to perfection
I tell the truth and it sounds like I’m flexing
Big Mike but my fam call me juniour
My bad I should of pulled up sooner
Look in my eyes see Kwame Nkrumah
That’s a real presidential blackman
Real revolution starter
And I ball like the youth in Barca
Bare chest ting when I walk through Ghana
And I don’t do beef I do Karma
I swear we’re the last ones left
The mandem love kuff kaff kweff
And anywhere I see you dons in the flesh
Just know that I can’t let you go like Steff
[Chorus: Yaw Tog] Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
[Verse 3: Kwesi Arthur] Straight to the top
Why I go stop I started with zero
You see say I chock but you still dey flop it might be the ego
I take off my tee mow obiaa re yi ni biribi
I think am a hero (Abedi Pele)
RIP Biggie I am learning from Diddy, you niqqas be imo
Bad boy them dey find me like Nemo
Back case money play joo f–k games
If you get problem just call me up
Why you dey move like a bad b!tch
I dey Bantama with savages
Dabr as3 campaign
I’m eyeing the heavens I pa$$ space
In tough times I dey smile still
Thug life ten toes
Nea onim pain nsuro owuo
Madwene mu pefee nea omo wish me
I wish it back tenfold
Me to kyea aa na 3y3 dough
Mo guy guy mo hy3 kpo
I still no dey f–k with the other side
I still dey ride with my bros
For all my niqqas
[Refrain: Yaw Tog] Yeah am making more more
Yeah am making more more
Yeah am making more more
More more, yeah am making more more [Chorus: Yaw Tog] Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
Yɛbɛ sore eeei, eehu
(I love Chris Rich)