A song made by shot by Talented
A song made by shot by Talented
My friends dey talk say na charm oh
But Grace, this thing na real love
No juju, no jazz
Just pure fire
Grace, make I tell the whole world
How you capture my heart, no be by force oh
My guys dey look me like say I don craze
But them no fit understand this feeling wey I dey feel
Your smile dey scatter my brain legit
No potion, no powder, just your natural ginger
The way you dey look me, e dey give me life
My friends talk say I fall under spell
But Grace, na your love wey sweet me oh
Grace no be juju, this thing na real love
No charm fit make man love like this
Grace no be juju, na you wey steal my heart
My friends fit talk, but them go understand
This love wey we get, e pure pass gold
Grace no be juju oh, na destiny!
See, I tell my guys say make them relax
This girl na my queen, no be by jazz
The way she dey care for me, e too genuine
No babalawo fit arrange this kind thing
When she dey laugh, my whole body dey vibrate
When she dey vex, I go do anything make she smile
This na the real deal, no be Nollywood film
Grace, you be my missing rib wey God send
Grace no be juju, this thing na real love
No charm fit make man love like this
Grace no be juju, na you wey steal my heart
My friends fit talk, but them go understand
This love wey we get, e pure pass gold
Grace no be juju oh, na destiny!
My friends, abeg believe me oh
Grace na the real deal
No juju, just God
E choke!