Oya, hear me now!
They say we empty but we heavy, sun gane? (ah-ah!)
Make I make it clear!
I no wan do many things, omo I no wan stress
They look me, they say I be empty boy, oh yes
But I no wan do this, I no wan do that
Too many talk-talk, me I don't dey fat
I get my friends from Ghana, some dey Faris
We just dey high, we dey enjoy the breeze
Chale, sun gane, they know the levels high
No time for the bad belle, we dey touch the sky!
They give me the body, e dey sweet me, omo e choke!
I no wan do this and that, this no be joke
Make I make it clear, make it clear to your face
Empty boy don occupy the whole place!
(Wahala!)
They give me the body, e dey sweet me, e dey sweet me so
No f*ck up, no dulling, oya let it go!
Why you wan force me do this do that?
You dey build your lies, me I build my flat
From Accra to Lagos, we dey lock the street
With my Ghana boys, we make the banger sweet
You say I be empty, but my pocket heavy
We drive the Benz, we don't need no Chevy!
They give me the body, e dey sweet me, omo e choke!
I no wan do this and that, this no be joke
Make I make it clear, make it clear to your face
Empty boy don occupy the whole place!
Make I make it clear, eh!
Sun gane!
Chale, no dulling.
We out!