Lyrics
Eshamo
Eshamo
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
Green white green rapping, big dogs clapping I do it so good, your promoters are yapping
I lean and I bounce with it, every day status
While in the kitchen, trying to cook, we are popping bottles I’m getting cake, okay, k, k, make we celebrate This is the lean song, you can make it a theme song Bounce and wiggle, what we do is clean and simple I can stand straight but I lean to catch the bait So when y’all see me bouncing, just know I have got a mate And that’s the swagger that they see that they are going gaga They are busy winking, they got your home boy thinking But I must go home after the fourth glass I’m drinking Oh oh why!
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, eshamo
Bounce, bounce,
I lean, I bounce
Eshamo
Bounce, bounce, bounce, eshamo
Bounce, bounce,
I lean, I bounce
Eshamo
Omo o merin, o gbohun erin
O mo osa, o jiyan olobe
Awa legan, akoja ishinwewe
Anywhere we dey burst
Pe o fe jo, waa mi ri
Cos for Naija, okay
Music Oluomo ni mi
Olu, Oluomo ni mi
Eshamo, eshamo, pe Oluomo ni mi
One Soul, Jembe Master
Okay
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
With my own stanza
I shut you critics up like cancer
I flow so strong like Black Panthers
Lyrics never watery, I always do juice it up like Dansa I keep my mic strong like lap dancers
Foot soldiers, don’t make me run over you cos I’m a Panzer Many questions, I got the answer
Industry dudes, all Imma say to you is barawo banza You can’t strike me like The Mpenzas
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
Now everybody stand up, about to do me a favor This is the first time I’m rhyming on some Southside flavour You can call me rap’s saviour, a true boss player I floss for the papers and I toss on haters
I was born for this rap shit when I rhyme shit happens Sure to sell a million copies every time I drops hit Now get the champagne bottles and pop it
This party ain’t stopping, we parking lot pimping and rocking You know the rules, how we do, no love for sticky fools Up in the club sipping rum brewed for a chosen few So much efizzi when I ride, bounce on twenty two’s Wheels spinning, grills glittering, rocking plenty jewels I’m in the hood in a Benz with Lamborghini doors Watching them ladies, half naked, in bikinis yo
You haters act like u dont know me, you never heard of my shit Well I’m the nigga with the trigger about to murder this beat
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
I lean, I bounce
I lean and I bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce, eshamo Bounce, bounce,
I lean, I bounce
Eshamo
Bounce, bounce, bounce, eshamo Bounce, bounce,
I lean, I bounce
Eshamo
Eshamo
Eshamo
Eshamo