Okyeame Kwame – Saucing Lyrics (Feat. Sir And Sante)

Daddy!
They say sauce is the new swag
We Saucing 4X

CHORUS – SANTE
Na na na na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Global we rep for Ghana
We don’t slow, we just go

My daddy’s the Rap Dacter!

RAP – SIR
Call me Sir
Yes am the Sir
Meyɛ barima ba nti obi nnfrɛ me “Her”
Blowing over here, blowing over there
Samsung battery, I’m blowing everywhere.
Whooooo!!
Abi fresh boy
No pimples, I give you mad joy
Small dimples, momɛhwɛ magrɔ ɛ
Uncle Kunta, sorry na mennyÉ› Simple
Uncle Stone se me ne the rap prince no
Me daddy nso yɛ guy, bɛhwɛ me new Tims no
Swagging from East legon about the big things no
I should be at Legon forgeti kid things no
Oseikrom taa m’akyi, singlet!
Me di agrɔ dea, m’ati, bring it!
Bringing you the bells of the future, ring it!
Almost smarter than my teacher, sing it!

CHORUS – SANTE
Na na na na na na na
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Global we rep for Ghana
We don’t slow, we just go

We Saucing!
(Left, right, front, back, up, down)

RAP – OKYEAME KWAME
Okuta mic, san kura ne pen; hwan na ɛbɛyɛ ne tipɛn?
Hwan na ɛnam sɛ ne sekan?
Hwan na yɛka sɛ woadi kan?
Hwan na ɔdekyɛ a ɔnnyɛ asikan?
Sum duru mo a, ɔne mo han
Hold the keys to nwom ne dan
Gyinam firi tete sɛ ɔbotan
So old school should be the headmaster
But still new school got my back – chiropractor
So chill!
I’m in the building like bricks and mortar
Wotiri bÉ› bom like am drumming in your oblongata
Me wÉ” vim sÉ› Mugabe
Na me hyÉ› mo sÉ› mo daddy
Nti me twam sÉ› bugatti
KyerÉ› mo dough Abu Dhabi
Hyia me show na bÉ› dubi
Me bÉ› kÉ” o, daabi dabi
Ɛsono wo, sono me, sɔ me hwɛ, na wobedi dɛm.
Woaa bÉ› clapi

Forty percent ahobraseÉ›
Na thirty percent krakye
Ten percent ɔdɔ ɛno na ama me fans no akye
Seventy percent rap efiri Awurade ɛno yɛ passion,
Te guy guy fifty firi mu kata woani na hwÉ› me daakye

REFRAIN

It’s a family affair
Sante, Sir, Daddy
Do the saucing dance!
Left, right, back, front, up, down