Efya Mr High Lyrics
You have reached the Lagos mortuary
To pick a body, press one
To take a body press two
If you wanna die press three
Mmmm take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked up the high, with all his sperm
Mmmm take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked with the high, with all his sperm
Love it, everybody, gotta love myself more
Got me proving, gotta put myself first
Don’t need to relapse everything,
I’m unlearning.
Love it, everybody, gotta love myself more
Got me proving, gotta put myself first
Don’t need to relapse every day
I’m unlearning.
Take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked up the high, with all his sperm
Take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked up the high, with all his sperm
You might think you rise has all
You better, cause, you got the doe
Money cannot buy you piece of mind, I know
Money is the root of evil, correct your soul
Don’t sell your soul to the devil
You might think you rise has all
You better, cause, you got the doe
Money cannot buy you stuff, I know
Money is the root of evil, correct your soul
Don’t sell your soul to the devil
Take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked up the high, with all his sperm
Take upon running and running up in circles,
D’you understand me, let me hold up to jeckle
F**ked up the high, with all his sperm
Really though, be there, don’t sell your soul
It’s gonna f**k, with you.
Don’t sell you soul to the devil