Mr. Kidnapper - Smiley Culture

Baba God gave me gift of life to live now No human being get right to take it away No pressure upon me tongue now So me no fit mind what I say Vibe to it, vibe to it Berg said reality mad like film I just dey laugh, paid no mind to it Till (unknown) called, say she went through it It was just last week, six in the morning On her way to work, somewhere in Las-gidi She be five foot four, been dey enter the bus Till four men pulled up, took her and took off Bitter like kola but your belle go gbadu Open the window when I perceive the odor of niggas just moving mad You niggas are moving mad As I do buga Lo lo lo lo make I no lose guard, why? Because niggas are moving mad, you niggas are moving mad No be lie, chuck her for motor and then they took off on a ride Took away her phone, they cleared the account Help me, help me Let her go Threw her on the road, passersby were passing by As she dey tell me I dey try not to cry All that I could say was thank God you're alive I wonder if it was me that was standing there and they took her in front of me Would I try to help her? a stranger I wonder will my actions set her free Or would I look in disbelief at a stranger, a stranger Baba God gave me gift of life to live now No human being get right to take it away No pressure upon me tongue now So me no fit mind what I say Bitter like kola but your belle go gbadu Open the window when I perceive the odor of niggas just moving mad You niggas are moving mad As I do buga Lo lo lo lo make I no lose guard, why? Because niggas are moving mad, you niggas are moving mad