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    Synchro System Lyrics by Olamide Ft Pheelz, Young Jonn & Lil Kesh

    Emma TeeBy No Comments3 Mins Read

    Nigerian rapper Olamide has dropped the lyrics for “Synchro System,” the final track on his latest release. The song features Pheelz, Young Jonn, and Lil Kesh.

    Synchro System Lyrics by Olamide Ft Pheelz, Young Jonn & Lil Kesh
    Synchro System Lyrics by Olamide Ft Pheelz, Young Jonn & Lil Kesh

    Sing along with the lyrics below

    Olamide, Pheelz, Young Jonn and Lil Kesh – Synchro System Lyrics

    [Chorus: Pheelz]
    Truly truly
    Life has been a movie aje, dancing
    Synchro system, Sunny Ade
    Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”
    Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”
    Control dance floor
    Gbedu new school[Verse 1: Pheelz]
    Disappear and appear like a magician
    They never see another stylish one
    Bad energy keep your distance
    24-7 I’m grinding I
    Odegbami mathematician
    I dey play every role every position
    And I know my worth
    Make I tell you in short
    Ọmọ me I no dey take insult

    [Chorus: Pheelz]
    Truly truly
    Life has been a movie aje, dancing
    Synchro system, Sunny Ade
    Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”
    Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”
    Control dance floor
    Gbedu new school

    [Verse 2: Young Jonn]
    If na orobo I go give am dada
    You already know my p
    Amorawa taba
    Ki’n ri wara wa my G
    And I can’t lie my G
    Truly truly God has been amazing to me
    All my worries disappear[Chorus: Pheelz]
    Truly truly
    Life has been a movie aje, dancing
    Synchro system, Sunny Ade
    Mo ni, “Sho ti to?”
    Wọn ni, “Ko ti to o”
    Control dance floor
    Gbedu new school

    [Verse 3: Lil Kesh]
    This gbedu make we want to jogodo
    Dance like there’s tanbolo in my sokoto
    O lọ far from Ijebu to Sokoto
    Polongo Sikiratu want to Sindodo
    YAGI n bọ l’ọna comot comot
    Steeze po fine boy I no wọwọ
    One shot two shot I don no, no, no, no
    Fine girls line up for my domot domot
    Steeze, 100
    Composure, 100
    Swagger, 100
    Ọgba, 200
    Mugbẹlẹ nigga make dem fọ
    What the fuck? do I look like I give a fuck?

    [Verse 4: Olamide]
    Hol’ up (Hol’ up), hol’ up (Hol’ up)
    Before I go in hol’ up (Hol’ up)
    Before I go in roll up (Roll up)
    Before I switch the flow up, yeah
    Who that nigga rocking that new Chinchilla?
    Looking like serial killer
    Ara wọn a balẹ, cia ga
    I no dey function well like Tinapa
    Ero pọ Coachella
    Aluko ajela
    I’m just rocking Maison Margiela
    Idan bi Shina Peller
    Enu ose Durella
    Na God be my propeller, oh
    This gbedu too hot if you put body
    E go bleach you, you go turn to albino
    I flow like a psycho, badder than Michael
    I go faster than a nitro
    I bombard the game and I throw bangers
    Like alaga dem dey kako
    Carlos bi Roberto eminado
    Wọn gbọn mu bi ti Moscato
    Ko to nkan lo n soyan di awọn bi ti tinko
    Ẹ ma jẹ eleyi lọ na biti Burrito
    Oju mi ti lẹri bi ti chinco
    Let’s call it a day, my G finito