Kut It

Ha!
Haba! (Rufftown Records)
It's MOG baby
It's Wendy Shay on the beat
Sheeii!!

I woke up this morning
Last night no sleep so am yawning, yeah
Them say good morning
Buh what is good about this morning?

Life no be be fair
I no dey sick but me I'm not well eh
We cannot complain
The system hard so no money dey (na no yawa oo)

They wan flop we (na no yawa oo)
Girls dey hustle (na no yawa oo)
My boy left me (na no yawa oo)
We still dey here (I say no yawa oo)

Go down low
As she dey dance, make e' go down low
Forget your worries and go down low
Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah

Come on kut it (haba!)
Come on kut it (frustration)
Come on kut it (and depression)
Come on kut it (sheeii)
Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it)
Come on kut it
Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it)
Come on kut it

To my gyalis and ma slay queens
Who dey hustle for the money oo
Keep you head up and don't cry
Baby girl don't worry oo

Black woman on the street
How do I make it in this heat?
Ebe like history wan repeat
'Cos Mama too dey on the street eh

Monday to Sunday
You work hard but food no dey
Same thing but different day
You work hard but water no dey (na no yawa oo)

They wan flop we (na no yawa oo)
Girls dey hustle (na no yawa oo)
My boy left me (na no yawa oo)
We still dey here (I say no yawa oo)

Go down low
As she dey dance, make e' go down low
Forget your worries and go down low
Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah

Come on kut it (haba!)
Come on kut it (frustration)
Come on kut it (and depression)
Come on kut it (sheii)
Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it)
Come on kut it
Come on kut it (got it, got it, got it)
Come on kut it

Go down low
As she dey dance, make e' go down low
Forget your worries and go down low
Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah
Go down low

As she dey dance, make e' go down low
Forget your worries and go down low
Clap and tap your feet, go low yeah