letter to yvonne okoro - criss waddle feat. kelvin black lyrics

things fall apart
but there’s no need to rush
you my girl and i’ll say that proudly

come sit right beside me o girl
n-body n-body loves you
i want to bost bost yiur mental
i fit to die on top your matter
we must supposed to be together
be my bread i’ll be your b-tter
i no wanna vex i sound like thunder
nanso baby e be me and you forever
be my bread i’ll be your b-tter