Stylee Lyrics – Dj jimmy jatt
Singer: Dj jimmy jatt
Title: Stylee
Wey the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Play this anthem all night
Tuface Idibia, Elly Jones
And Cool Jimmy Jatt
I reside in lagos
The city of hustlers
Everybody is in a hurry
Traders and customers
Walking step beats on the regular
If you no strict
You go part with your cellular
You’re driving
I suggest you check your rear view
Be careful
Cos’ an okada just might be near you
Knock one of them down
And rest just gonna tear you to pieces
Eh yooo!!!
Welcome to the jungle
And the Danfo Drivers
Always try to fumble
Rush hour bus stop
Are like the royal rumble
Where the B. O. Run things
All we do is grumble
Everybody, red eye! Red eye!
Ain’t nobody humble
Trip and tumble into the eternal abyss
Half the people hold a grudge
The other keep malice
Play chalice
Lagos!! Too much joo!
If you no get logo gba orie
O hoo!! O hoo!!
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone
And the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own (3x)
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
I remember well
The beginning of the struggle
When we use hang upon the block
To win acapella
Singing staying out of trouble
It seems like yesterday
When we started the game
Hoping for some fame
And some fortune
Now whats the gain if no pain
That explains all the hustle and the bustle
Like when we enter bus claim staff
Because we no get money
Trekking to Ikeja it was not very funny
When we started
Them been dey talk say we dey mental
But then na Jimmy Jatt
Dey him dey give us instrumental
But up till now we still dey strong
Dey hold on
The struggle still goes on
Up till now we still dey
And we are going nowhere
Eh, mashere
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone
And the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own (3x)
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Whoever thought like *** the gate like this
Get the game to elevate not lease
Wonder how mother Africa felt when foreigners
Enslaved their kids
Some killed, some taken away
Yo caged and shipped
Wonder how she feels now
When she sees how we underrate
Plus *** the script like spiky
Dulum ideas
Ine the professor if only things they had for Lagos
With their enterprises
**** proach the game down
To end life like this
You no chris rock
So don’t be shocked
How a fakey real hipper
From the streets of the mainstream
Without watery now
Still get the same spims
With the wackiness
Of course you know we terminating
Fela mysten
Of course you know we ever blazing
In the mix like timmy
You now my power moves ain’t static
With elajoe every time
Nothing but classic stylee
This lagos wey we dey so is our zone
This thing wey you dey see so is our own
All the people wey you see we love them
To our bone
And the music wey we play
We do it in our own
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee! We do it in our own (3x)
Stylee! Stylee! Stylee!
Find more lyrics at lyrics.jspinyin.net
You can purchase their music thru
Disclosure: As an Amazon Associate and an Apple Partner, we earn from qualifying purchases
Other Popular Songs:
Priscilla Ahn - Dream
Kel P - WannabeNobody
Lyrics Dj jimmy jatt – Stylee
Kindly like and share our content. Please follow our site to get the latest lyrics for all songs.
We don’t provide any MP3 Download, please support the artist by purchasing their music 🙂
You can purchase their music thru