Chicken Curry by Mr Eazi is all about sweet fusion. Featuring British artist Sneakbo, the track manages to feel both Nigerian and British at the same time. The beat is light and swaying, making it effortless to listen to. Mr Eazi’s voice is soft and melodic, as always, while Sneakbo brings a cool, UK street-style vocal that complements it perfectly. Chicken Curry is a fun song where they celebrate attraction and the good life. It stands out because it shows how easily Mr Eazi could build a bridge between the African and European music scenes.
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[Intro: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me, I make money
(Money, money, money, money, money, money)
Yo Guilty (Zagadat), you for turn on the volume for my ear inside (It’s your boy Eazi)
[Chorus: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me, I make money
Don’t come around me acting funny
I got a girl don’t say you love me
My ting taste like chicken curry
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
[Chorus: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me, I make money
Don’t come around me acting funny
I got a girl don’t say you love me
My ting taste like chicken curry
Go low, Go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
[Verse 1: Mr Eazi]
Start the trip, Uber man you can start the trip o
And I never cheat, Yoruba boys and we never cheat o (amen)
I come her house she say akwaaba
E be morning I lef but Adasa
And that’s why my girl like my ting
Cos e be strong like M bison
[Chorus: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me I make money
Don’t come around me acting funny
I got a girl don’t say you love me
My ting taste like chicken curry
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
[Verse 2: Sneakbo]
Money don’t make me, I make money
Was a broke boy fam, I came from the gully
Now I take flights kick back where it’s sunny
I be chilling with my dogs or I'm chilling with my honey
Go low low low she go low
Pretty face on my dadada you dun' know
I make her spin around then give her the back stroke
Baby tell me kilonshele you ready to go home?
Oh lord I got money on my mind
I ain’t got time to be chilling in the house
Love I'm on the the front line
Really on the grind, money got me living life
And that’s why my money's always on my mind
I’m grinding, shining, flexing and styling
Before rap, I was in the trap with the light ting
And now I get paid when I'm rhyming
Happy boy, they don’t wanna see a nigga smiling
[Chorus: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me I make money
Don’t come around me acting funny
I got a girl don’t say you love me
My ting taste like chicken curry
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
[Chorus: Mr Eazi]
Money don’t make me I make money
Don’t come around me acting funny
I got a girl don’t say you love me
My tIng taste like chicken curry
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
Go low, go low low low
Go low (eh) go low low low
[Outro: Mr Eazi]
And I never cheat, Yoruba boys and we never cheat o
And I never cheat, Yoruba boys and we never cheat o
Uploaded by: Blessing • Upload date: 11/7/2025
