A song made by emmy
A song made by emmy
Kaffy, Kaffy, yebo
Too wicked in Pikin, sharp sharp
Kaffy step into Pikin, the whole place freeze
She moving with that energy, doing as she please
Everybody talking bout the way she shine
Too wicked for the city, crossing every line
She got that smile, but the vibe is dangerous
The boys in Pikin know, she's too glamorous
Eish, they try to play cool, but she see through
Kaffy run the streets, there's nothing she won't do
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, asambe
She the queen of the night, let's go
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, sho
Everybody know her name, from coast to coast
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, aweh
She don't play no games, that's the way she roll
She pull up in the club, the DJ switch the beat
Kaffy on the floor, moving to the heat
Log drums rolling, she feeling every sound
Pikin never seen this level, she hold it down
They whisper in the corners, "Who does she think she is?"
But Kaffy just laugh, living in her bliss
Sharp sharp, she too smooth for the hate
Wicked with the style, never coming late
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, asambe
She the queen of the night, let's go
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, sho
Everybody know her name, from coast to coast
Kaffy too wicked in Pikin, aweh
She don't play no games, that's the way she roll
Kaffy, Kaffy, too wicked
Pikin will remember, yebo
Too wicked, sharp sharp