Chop Life Anthem (versie 2)

Verse

Money no dey hide, it dey shine for my eyes

Fresh pair of agbada, tailor still alive

Palm wine sweating cold on the wooden block

I dey make am sweat like say I never lock

Four cars in a row, one for my mama too

One for my brother wey go school this year too

Big men waving like they wan know me better

I just wave back small and still keep it weather

Pre-Chorus

Can you feel the room turning up now

Every body moving like say na my crowd now

Something sweet dey rise, I no fit fight it

It's this life for me, and it feel right

Chorus

This chop life, this chop life

Money on my face, joy inside

Nobody try to pull me down today

I go celebrate every minute of this day

Verse

Designer cup dey ice with the champagne drip

DJ spinning that highlife like say na yesterday weyrip

Table full for people, but I still sit with you

Girl smile small for corner, she don find my view

Sugars in my tea and ginger in my throat

Nothing to stress for, no debt to go meet