Lyrics: Iyanya – Up 2 Something ft. Don Jazzy & Dr Sid
[Verse 1 – Don Jazzy] Up to something, no be small thing Check my melody stop the dulling Back to my baby, wait am coming Me and iyanya we up to something Up to some boku, richie richie noni Bigger than mavin, no be forming Dem dey feel me from okoko maiko Down to asia, Colombia calling If na for money, we get am plenty Ask me for money whenever you see me Una reason, when dey go dey feel me And dem go dey twale, when dey see me for tv
[Bridge – Don. J,Iyanya] Oh oh oh, who do this thing whe dey make dem say Oh oh oh, who give dem wetin whe dey make dem say You know we get the master plan, to make the money pile up Look what you made me do You know say we never die, we multiply Look what you made me do
[Chorus – Iyana] Up to something, no be small thing Bank is calling, money piling This na sure thing, we are balling So exciting, wanne nwatago
[Verse 2 – Iyanya] Some people just dey make mouth But their money na audio We no dey see am at all o We get mula, but we cant shout Na why your baby dey call o No mercy, we still dey burning We no dey force, we still running We call shots, keep one hundred And go tell your bank to come borrow money And tell your girls is time to come jolly Dont (?) if you aint gat money Pay my dues, we only pay cash only Out of the road, so we stepping at the jet Everybody feeling good, giving glory to the most high The money long, so we burn to the sundown Na celebration, we dey pon it whole night Some people dey just dey hate turn off we light But you know for mavin no shaking
[Bridge – Don J, Iyanya] Oh oh oh, who do this thing whe dey make dem say Oh oh oh, who give dem wetin whe dey make dem say You know we get the master plan, to make the money pile up Look what you made me do You know say we never drop, we multiply Look what you made me do
[Chorus] Up to something, no be small thing Bank is calling, money piling This na sure thing, we are balling So exciting, wanne nwatago
[Verse 3 – Dr Sid] No time for no dulling on the way up Plenty dotti fit to cause you plenty hold up As you can see Don Jazzy gat me turnt up And nothing can stop me am all the way up To Duban, i’d be running every city All the fine girls, steady ringing on we celli Hot stuff, now we ogbona felifeli And when you hear the base, feel the rumble on your belle Its been a long time coming no be moi moi When you hear the music keep trending, no be moi moi Money stacked up to the ceiling, no be moi moi You making us our rules, when we dey spending no be moi moi The people sweating, dey feel the heating We in the kitchen, someting cooking No baking soda, the game is over We sitting on top nwanne nwatago
