Ruger’s entry into the music industry seems quite strategic and calculated. Within a short period of time, Ruger has achieved a lot already and is still counting.
The Nigerian born singer, songwriter and entertainer is out with another hot single he titled Asiwaju.
Lovers of good music are already vibing to the song and that’s why we brought you the lyrics so that you will not be left out.
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Asiwaju (Official Lyrics)
Man getting high till I fade out
If the vibe no pure, on my way out
Hullabaloo, anytime we step out
The men dem outside, we no dey house
No dey look for us, we no dey house
You no dey see the mulla, we don spray out
Thank God say the maga don pay out
Ope ooo
See, I’m ahead of them, Asiwaju
I’m a fucking baller, Ighalo ni mi
No man fit talk shit to me
Ni ilu mi, you go collect o
See, omo na me dey lead, Asiwaju
I’m a fucking baller, Ighalo ni mi
No man fit talk shit to me
Ni ilu mi, you go collect o
Cheers to my friends and clique
When I call demma all pulling up quick
Strapped up with the guns and the swords and things
Bring hell to anybody wey try test me
I’m your daddy, I’m your uncle, I’m your popsy
I be old man, no go dey call me Gen-Z
Brother see, steady giving them gap
Mo ti lo far, they can never near me
As my laba laba just go
My oyinbo wife don show
Omo, my polo white, my face show
Sweet boy for life, you don’t know
Your serious babe dey worry my phone
E don dey sup for back, you don’t know
Everyday we dey run am on code
You suppose to know how the thing go
Man getting high till I fade out
If the vibe no pure, on my way out
Hullabaloo, anytime we step out
The men dem outside, we no dey house
No dey look for us, we no dey house
You no dey see the mulla, we don spray out
Thank God say the maga don pay out
Ope ooo
See, I’m ahead of them, Asiwaju
I’m a fucking baller, Ighalo ni mi
No man fit talk shit to me
Ni ilu mi, you go collect o
See, omo na me dey lead, Asiwaju
I’m a fucking baller, Ighalo ni mi
No man fit talk shit to me
Ni ilu mi, you go collect o
I’m on a different steeze
Singlet, belt and ripped out jeans
Man too wise, I no fit lose that cheese
Oluwa thunder my body with blessings
Ogbeni! Ogbeni! Leave that thing
When I say kukuruku! Cook that thing
Who dey che- who dey check am, oya look that thing
Face white, yansh black, I rebuke that thing
Make nobody try stress me, I no be JJC
I don’t know if you get it, on a top rating, affiliate with the best team
You wan race me? We no dey do the same thing
Canoe no be jet ski, omo you say wetin
No go reason me less, omo you go chop craping
I do it diligently
Won le mi, won le ba mi
Man getting high till I fade out
If the vibe no pure, on my way out
Hullabaloo, anytime we step out
The men dem outside, we no dey house
No dey look for us, we no dey house
You no dey see the mulla, we don spray out
Thank God say the maga don pay out
Ope ooo
Man getting high till I fade out
If the vibe no pure, on my way out
Hullabaloo, anytime we step out
The men dem outside, we no dey house
No dey look for us, we no dey house
You no dey see the mulla, we don spray out
Thank God say the maga don pay out
Ope ooo
