Vibes

[Intro – Hype]
Ayy-ahh
(Giddem, giddem)
(Wi-Wi-Wi-Willis, giddem)

[Verse 1]
My new vibes got them on the run
Bazooka no be water gun
My queens know that I’m the one
Pure vibes, no hype, no lie
Let your hair down, shalala
Raise your hand, ooh-na-na, na
Feelin’ the beat, ooh-la-la, la
Give them the whine and galala

Light it up and fire-’re
DJ, pump it higher-’her
Feelin’ the beat, ooh-la-la, la
Give them the whine and galala

[Chorus – Chant]
E reach to praise God (giddem)
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala
E reach to praise God oh
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala

[Verse 2]
Lights, camera, I’m the action
Them dey holla, na we trigger that reaction (that reaction)
Wetin you see for caption? That is fraction (fraction)
Big picture, your camera cannot capture (okay)
T’oba ri canvas ti mo wo s’ese gan lasan (lasan)
We determine what’s in vogue and out of fashion (that’s right)

I called Ifeoma tell her “Meet me on the dance floor”
Just me and a baddie in the party, no distraction
Up in the club, turnin’ it up, pour me a cup
Na we dey ball, I get the touch, Finidi George
I too dey flex, I too dey floss, I no go stop
Gbedu dey drop, money dey talk, you know wassup

[Chorus – Full crowd]
E reach to praise God (giddem)
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala
E reach to praise God oh
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala

[Outro – Repeat & fade]
Yeah
Give them the whine and galala
Give them the whine and galala
(Giddem, giddem)
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala
Praise God!
Gi-gi-give them the whine and galala