Masquerade Lyrics by Blaqbonez ft. M24
Everyday, I dey run my race, make dem no complainEveryday, when I run my JThink about the days when the girls no dey see my face like a masqueradeI was running (running), running (running), running, running-running
Omo, you dey see my lifeGirls on my left and rightBack in the days, I was so lonelyNow, I dey with four, five wivesI?m young and I’m rich, I?m FuegoI no come count bridge, it’s for egoBrag and bad like Lupita Nyong’oCome whine it on me, might feel lonely (feel lonely)
I?m fine, too sexy (iye)Got no time for stressing (iye)Head too cool, six, nine on my dressing (iye)They can?t touch me, do like Messi (iye)I’m fine, too sexy (iye)Got no time for stressing (iye)Head too cool, six, nine on my dressing (iye)They can?t touch me, do like Messi
Cause I?m my measles, scream, I’m inserting itBut, I still steal your girl like AniniKnow we ain?t lie, say everything na vanityBut, I still got it, ’cause incase of anythingI’m in a mansion, name on a propertyWe palm trees like I dey for MiamiRiding solo (solo)Where the money dey, na there me I wan go (wan go)
I call a case when I seen what my Mom looks (that?s facts)That?s life when you grew up on a Tondre HoodNa the same extra, oughtta put my outfits (yes)And, it’s eyes way more than a hundredToo fine, so sexy, yeahCan?t let a bad bitch stress me, yeahBlow a bag, that was hefty, yeahGot a stick with a (ay), that’s my bestie, yeah
Everyday, I dey run my race, make dem no complainEveryday, when I run my JThink about the days when the girls no dey see my face like a masqueradeI was running (running), running (running), running, running
Omo, you dey see my life (see my life)Girls on my left and right (left and right)Back in the days, I was so lonelyNow, I dey with four, five wives (four, five wives)I?m young and I’m rich, I?m Fuego (Fuego)I no come count bridge, it’s for ego (for ego)Brag and bad like Lupita Nyong’oCome whine it on me, might feel lonely (feel lonely)
I?m fine, too sexy (iye)Got no time for stressing (iye)Head too cool, six, nine on my dressing (iye)They can?t touch me, do like Messi (iye)I’m fine, too sexy (iye)Got no time for stressing (iye)Head too cool, six, nine on my dressing (iye)They can?t touch me, do like Messi
Too fine, so sexy, yeahCan’t let a bad bitch stress me, yeahBlow a bag, that was hefty, yeahGot a stick with a, that?s my bestie, yeahI should call my girl, yesOh-woah, oh-oh
