Trishawnary - Wahala

I don tire
Cos you too dey give me lamba
I'm getting old
See, I need to get a husband
I don tire
Cos you too dey give me lamba
Your love na problem
E too get wahala
I'm getting old
See, I need to get a husband
I need space, no ask me howfar

Shey you go dey
When the money no dey?
Would you be my sunshine?
In a very rainy day
Shey you go dey
When the money no dey?
Would you be my sunshine?
In a very rainy day
And she says
Boy let me be frank with you
If you don't got no money
Then I'm done with you
Boy let me be frank with you
If you don't got no money
Then I'm done with you

Fine Girl wey dey talk anyhow
We need to talk
Tell me why you dey shout
E be like say you no know this na south
If you do anyhow you go see anyhow
Fine Girl wey dey talk anyhow
We need to talk
Tell me why you dey shout
E be like say you no know this na south
If you do anyhow you go see anyhow

I don't know why I love cos
It makes no sense
I don't know, don't know, don't know
Why I can't let go

Shey you go dey
When the money no dey?
Would you be my sunshine?
In a very rainy day
Shey you go dey
When the money no dey?
Would you be my sunshine?
In a very rainy day
And she says
Boy let me be frank with you
If you don't got no money
Then I'm done with you
Boy let me be frank with you
If you don't got no money
Then I'm done with you

Written by:
Osita Chiagoziem

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