Bayla Trap Songtext
von R2Bees feat. Sarkodie

Paedae, the problem, welcome to my residence
Barack Obama, I′m your president
A hundred pair of shoes, can you step in 'em?
′Cause I'm tryna clean out my closet like Eminem
Or at least, follow his legacy, but be Shady
No slim, no sniff coke, nope, but we still dope
Refuse to be broke, give these kids hope
Make them know, to be on the low if they wanna blow

They can go wherever they wanna go
But never to forget where they from
How life was tough, when everything seemed wrong
Now, you're on like LeBron
But remember, you′ll be gone someday
Then, we′ll mourn from dusk 'til it′s dawn, so be modest
We're the hardest, like we were born in August
Who Jah bless, no man curse, our aim was to come first
And surely, surely, we′re on target (uh)


Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla

Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla (uh), me trap no akye bayla (yeah)
Me trap no akye bayla, kpaw, ɛsɔɔ no gbewa (alright)

Mugeez, wo trap no akye bayla, me nso me trap no akye bayla (word)
Ɛnyɛ mo na mohyɛ hɔ no, woadwane, afei, woahu sɛ Tema be safer? (Yeah!)
Nsɛm no hyehyɛ me bo, please, somebody for cover my paper
Kɔhwɛ me bank account, Zenithfoɔ koraa frɛɛ me, ɔmo repɛ favour (word)
So people dey funny me self, you really think I give a fuck about hater? (No!)
Wopɛ sɛ wobrɛ m'ase, still ara aah, mɛbounce back, Undertaker
Na me deɛ mayɛ mo deɛn? Don′t hate me, please, hate my maker (word)
You no dey fit figure me out, memblami mo, that's your nature (go!)


Uh (yeah!)
Afei deɛ, sɛ mede fa left a (yes), mopɛ sɛ mopia fa right (word)
Afei deɛ, moadane me lecturer (yeah), mopɛ sɛ mokyerɛ me science (uh)
Nti na sɛ merehave sex a (yes), da biara, mehia no tight (word)
Enti sɛ me ba no ba next a (yeah), Ghana, ɔnya size
'Yɛ mo sɛ moanya me cheap, worebɛfa buronya wei ho awe nkokɔ
Fuck you, rest in peace! Nyame ntua mo ka na mo to nsosɔ
Mekille beat no easy, mixe flow no sɛ mpɔtɔmpɔtɔ
Ɔbede, obiara twa me bɔ koraa a, TMA, home support (let′s go!)
Home support, home support, home support
Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla

Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla (bayla)
Me trap no akye bayla (bayla), kpaw, ɛsɔɔ no gbewa

Uh!
So now, you′re rockin' with the best
Droppin′ it easy, like a hole they want to set
I dey bring back the feeling like I'm doing my ex
Just me against the bomb on microphone and no one else (yes)

Yes, I′m too blessed to be stressing
Yeah, you know, I'm killin′ it, e no be smitan worsing
Them seh mi sicker than di cancer, bring the nurse in
Wey they no go fit to cure the boy, that's what I'm guessing
Still on the rule like Mugabe
Pussy want fit chat, mi round dem all within the army
From Africa through Jamaica to Miami
The whole a-di gyal dem mark my army

If I dey vibe the ex, wey I ever lie
We no dey follow the hype and di bomboclaat
The thing wey them dey hunt for, we have it inna wi trap
Rah, the only reason them dey bow

Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla

Wo na wohyɛ hɔ no
Uh, me na merekɔ no, dey there
Me trap no akye bayla, me trap no akye bayla
Me trap no akye bayla (kpaw), ɛsɔɔ no gbewa

Killbeatz!
Haha-ha