Trapper of the Year (feat. Kwaku DMC) - Kweku Smoke

Yeaaaha Yeah (Yiee) (Oh yeah) First time a mede hunu no I saw her in the hood Her face expression kyerɛ she not in the mood To be approach her any raskle from the hood So I have to keep it smooth Mate sɛ girl yi yɛ rude so I approach like Babe what e do? (Come on) She like hmm handsome I'm cool (Come on) And you,me too I'm good But whats the sad face? All the stress from school ɔse ɔwɔ ne final year ɛwɔ Tech W'asua Medicine ɛwie de abɛyɛ Nurse ɔwie School a vacation ato n'adwene dwene Ne Papa se America ne Maame se Czech So this thing got her thinking(thinking) Anaa ɔnkɔ ne cousin foɔ no hɔ wɔ Britain?(Britain) Anaa ɔnhalla Jenifer anaa sɛ Clinton?(Clinton) Anaa ɔnfollow Prophecy 'Cuz 'What's written is written' Yɛ frɛ ne Freda excuse her manners Big crib ɔne Peter ne Magaret Pɛ na ɛtim there are cctv cameras Ɛna bulldog To be truth and honest ɔpɛ strawberry ne favorite colour yɛ green 24 countries she visited and seen Ghana na ɔpɛ'cuz we got (?) and weed Tena Ada tena Aburi san tena Axim Born and breed in Washington Dc Mom Ghanaian ne Papa yɛ Togole's (?) francais so atleast Ka Spanish Chinese ne Twi (Come on) Girl yi wɔ flex Hwɛ ne hips ne ne curve ɔkasa a na ɔsere a Take a look at her teeth ɔwɔ twitter challey but she never retweet Ataade na a ɔhyɛ ne nnora She never repeat We dey vibe we dey vibe M'atɔ yogutte ne toffee ɔse menhwɛ n'adanfo na yɛfrɛ no Kwame Wiafe Mese ne ho yɛ fɛ W'ahwɛ me anim w'asere ɔse enough about her now what about me? KING KONG

Hit town like a freight train runnin' Starin' at us like deer in the headlights Never thought you had another thing comin' Did the same damn thing to 'em last night Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Little gal in the skin tight britches Get up and get down to the front row Sure, hope your boyfriend ain't lookin' He won't get hurt by what he don't know He don't know that I know, and you know I got some plans for you, baby Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke, yeah Oh, yeah, uh-huh Come on, yeah Everywhere we go, everywhere we been Leave a trail of ashes and a trail of sin Pack up the gear, let's hit the road We got a long way to go now (Go now, go now, go now) Up in smoke Down in flames Jump on board Rollin' like a freight train Clap your hands Stomp your feet Boogie on down to the redneck backbeat Throwdown, it's a hillbilly hodown Fire it up, we can go all night now Come on, y'all, ain't no joke Watch the world go up in smoke Oh, watch 'em now