[Verse 1: Joey B]
It's the god of waves, ma me sima make I launch the way
How do you even proceed without informing the king
Bonchaka, Rap Docter, all in me
See the swaga, Lady Gaga born this way
You can't, gyae na wo hwe hwɛ me dia wo whe whɛ pin
Gyae na kill me style wey I dey soak the scene
All mighty, n'm swaggy, only me
Joy daddy, all vibely, Joey Beezy hmm
Make I shun dey run my boujee mof?
You go do the same if friends of fame be what e usually cost
Do this shit for North K, you n***as be someway
Mo na mode bae so yɛ yɛ no hit pɛ complaints
Too bad, I'm Hercules and Sinbad
The way I son this n***as now them see say I'm the true dad
Pae mu ka, ma kaa maka be my green card
Spread love chale, we used to that, one, one one

[Bridge: Joey B]
What's the word? 89 89, what's the word?
We just dey take play chale, we just dey take play
What's the word? 89 89 80 89
Classick what's the word?


[Verse 2: Joey B]
Chale e just tire me
Nowadays nothing inspires me
Take me back to keteke and all the timeless kings
The sound was sicker than all the newer things now in the scene
It sounds ridiculous what be this sef I bore chale skip, damn it
Top 5, who sef I go put for there?
Despite, make I look through your cassettes
89 to 95 all wavy
98 you're rather late, all babies
Pusher, lend me your handkerchief my sweat dey break
Aluta, lend me your Afro-comb my hair dey itch
Happy little children, we just wanna play when
Zapp Mallet produces, chuck deduces to the lame trend
Buk Bak, can I please have some Tic-Tac?
Joey w'aha Joey w'aha tesɛ Philomena
What's the word? What's the word?
The sound is back
Hammer wossop, make i leave am like that? e need