Shuga Lyrics By Burna Boy, Endia, Yung L, Eva And Sarkodie

Intro (Burna Boy)

Ohh…
He…y
Chopsticks
Uhnnn…n
Oh oh na
Shuga

Chorus (Burna Boy):

You're not petron
Just trynna survive
And I'm a Casanova
Just trynna get some shuga
I know you know we no fit sober
Major rest till morning
I'm on the road all day
Hey, say she's attracted to man who'll sign
contract
No man who drive Honda / Under
And maintain her chant with eye contact
Me money in nylon bag
She respect woman who sign contract
Oh oh
No man who drive Honda / Under
She's on the road all day

Verse 1 (Burna Boy):

Uh yeah say na nobody
One thing me know say them no bother me
Eyes …
Me no step foot less than …..
Every girl wan fling them soul ba mi
They connect my phone look here globally
And as
Ya them love me totally
And then me now living in my garden garden
living loving dami
Help me call my lade lade abi wale wale ti pade

Verse 2 (Endia):

Endia dey here dem fit know
Like a me feeling so high
Like me dey upon liquor shots
Anytime wey me see you
My heart dey skip a bit
Cause you sweeter than coconut
And when you walk up in the room
Girl you still though will shine
Cause you blazing like a searching sun
No wonder every man want a piece of you…..
To trade you for a piece of land
Ah, me hear say you bad
Yet you tell me that you're not
Yet me get confirmation
In every ghetto where me go
And every hotel where me go
Yeah you get the salvation
One man to the next one to the other one
This a must be drive her, big fun
She no want a man wey depend on another man or a yes man who are like a cup of million

Chorus (Burna Boy):

She's not a petron
Just trynna survive
And I'm a Casanova
Just trynna get some shuga
I know you know we no fit sober
Major rest till morning
I'm on the road all day
Hey, say she's attracted to man who'll sign
contract
No man who drive Honda / Under
And maintain her chant with eye contact
Me money in nylon bag
She respect woman who sign contract
Oh oh
No man who drive Honda / Under
She's on the road all day

Verse 3 (Yung L):

She say she no want one man wey go tell her
nothing
Wey go tell her nothing
Say she only want one man wey go dash her
something
Just to touch her button
So she on the road every night just to sell her something
Just to get small something
She know when the cash come around
She know say she gats come around
Cause am the party man girl leave story
This girl you see I know her real story
Caught her big like the library
And fifty man down that na real story
Cha, one dey live story
She no dey worry
She know when the cash come around
She know say she gats come around

Verse 4 (EVA):

You can smell her perfume from a mile away
She be saying bonjour but it's kinda late
Trynna get that dough for another day
Look at her go looking for another bait
Sleeping on an overdose
Need a pill with the blunting she wanna dose
Only 17 on the path that she never choose
Hoping for the kill
You know how the story goes
Oh Lord have mercy
This girl really hot and she need a fire man
She say baby come quench me
You're talking a lot and you don't need a rubber band
If you ain't got money for the sex and flex then you don't impress me
You won't get nothing if I get no cheques
So you better impress me

Chorus (Burna Boy):

Hey
Just trynna survive
And I'm a Casanova
Just trynna get some shuga
I know you know we no fit sober
Major rest till morning
I'm on the road all day
Hey, say she's attracted to man who'll sign
contract
No man who drive Honda / Under
And maintain her chant with eye contact
Me money in nylon bag
She respect woman who sign contract
Oh oh
No man who drive Honda / Under
She's on the road always

Verse (Sarkodie):

Eheh
What else
All right
You know what time it is
Listen
She tell me
She say me dey you go die
She go give it to me
She no go give it to another guy
But the boys pull up in the Lamborghini looking fly
Now she dey treat me like I be some nigga on the side
Come and see the tears in my eye
You dey do me wayo but are you ready to pay the price
She's in love with a player
Kosi girl amogini
You poppy to the mayer
She be money lover
Big money
Full shopping
Las Vegas
Sleeps around just for the kudi no robbers
Left me out cause I no get money for pocket
First class ticket
Hot for the market
Wow, I wish you the best
Won pemi, sugar daddy newa wo cheque
I hope you're ready for your test
Cause its all about the money and the sex ahahah

Chorus (Burna Boy):

You're not petrone
Just trynna survive
And I'm a Casanova
Just trynna get some shuga
I know you know we no fit sober
Major rest till morning
I'm on the road all day
Hey, say she's attracted to man who'll sign
contract
No man who drive Honda / Under
And maintain her chant with eye contact
Me money in nylon bag
She respect woman who sign contract
Oh oh
No man who drive Honda / Under
She's on the road all day

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