Guchi – Speedometer Mp3 Download & Lyrics
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Guchi – Speedometer Mp3 Download & Lyrics, Mp4 Download, Audio, Youtube Music, 320kbps
Multi-talented artist and music composer, Guchi released a new song titled, “Speedometer“. This song is now available on vistanaij exclusively for fast download.
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Lyrics
The way that you lookin’ at me, you are startin’ somethin’
With my roboto rabata, boy, you are wantin’ somethin’
Shey your thing na ogologo, na wambolonbo oh?
If I ask you go follow my lead, you go follow me go?
With my roboto rabata, boy, you are wantin’ somethin’
Shey your thing na ogologo, na wambolonbo oh?
If I ask you go follow my lead, you go follow me go?
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
Boy, this your body dey ginger me
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer (let me be your mm)
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer (let me be your mm)
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
No’, no’, nobody matter
The way you move your body, Michael Jackson
The way you blow me, shey na Mike Tyson?
And e dey pain me like Don Jazz’ me
Nobody else fit to do me that thing
Baby, tonight, we go flenjo
Pull up in my Beamer, we go denmo
All of them girls go dey jealous
But, it’s nobody business ohh
The way you blow me, shey na Mike Tyson?
And e dey pain me like Don Jazz’ me
Nobody else fit to do me that thing
Baby, tonight, we go flenjo
Pull up in my Beamer, we go denmo
All of them girls go dey jealous
But, it’s nobody business ohh
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
This your high speedometer (‘dometer)
Boy, you go kill person now (now)
Take it slow, low-low-low-low-low, low
Boy, this your body dey ginger me
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer (let me be your mm)
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer (let me be your mm)
And your gangster, nobody matter
Let me be your rockstar, be your dancer
And your gangster, nobody matter
