PLAY MUSIC [sc_embed_player fileurl=”http://www.vb2l.ciki.me/musics/Dbanj – Mr Olopa.mp3″]
It was Friday night, the mood was right
So we going to the club, we wanna party till night
we all dressed up. me in my favorite top and my kick layd stars.
All tonight, we drop top. I have been dreaming along until we stopped by the cops.
Excuse me, what have i done wrong, why all the questions and what have i done wrong?
But, i have gat all my papers right here.
They begin to slap and abuse me
They begin to scarter my widescreen,
they begin to course my mama, dey course my papa
there is nothing i do you o.
Mr Olopa! kini mo she fun e o
Mr Olopa! kini mo she fun e o
E fi mi sile kin lo jeje
Pls (x5)
like that wasnt enough, i was handcuffed
right about time, straight to the stations
when we got there, i begin fair, taken to cell,
the place is like hell.
when we reach there, the story don change
them even say i dey smoke high grade, some say na cigrette, no na ciggy-weed
They charged me for robbery… them even charged Don-Jazzy for accessory.
Before i know wetin dey happen, all of dem i know join hands against… I beg
(chorus)
They begin to slap and abuse me
They begin to scarter my widescreen,
they begin to course my mama, dey course my papa
there is nothing i do you o.
Mr Olopa! kini mo she fun e o
Mr Olopa! kini mo she fun e o
E fi mi sile kin lo jeje
REPEAT (chorus)
