Ebuka the Spoilt Boy
A song made by henrychigbundu
Ebuka the Spoilt Boy
A song made by henrychigbundu
Intro
Ebuka! Ebuka! Ah ah!
Omo, who send this one?
Verse 1
Ebuka wake up for morning, e can't make toast
Mummy still dey cook for am like say e be ghost
Twenty-five years old, e no sabi cook rice
Broda can't fry egg, e no even know the price
Asked am to wash plate, e say "Mummy, my hand hurt"
E no know how to sweep, e no know how to dirt
Person pikin! E don spoil proper proper
Can't tie im own lace, mummy tie am like topper
E no know laundry work, e wear boxer for three weeks
E no sabi press shirt, e go out looking like freak
Chorus
Ebuka! (E choke!)
Ebuka the spoilt one! (Wahala!)
E no fit do nothing, absolutely nothing!
Ebuka! (See this one!)
Who raised you like this?
You don spoil for real, real!
Verse 2
Asked am to buy bread, e get lost for Lekki
E call mummy "Where's the shop?" like e be small pikin
E no know im own address, e no know im PIN
E ask for GPS like say e be out of skin
Told am go sweep compound, e sweep for thirty minutes
Turned around to check, e just move broom, no progress
Broda, you be problem, e no go fit for anything
Even if you try work, you go just be crying, crying
Chorus
Ebuka! (Omo!)
Ebuka the spoilt one! (No cap!)
E no fit do nothing, absolutely nothing!
Ebuka! (E don do!)
Mummy's baby forever!
You don spoil for real, real!
Outro
Ebuka, Ebuka, oh!
Broda, go and learn something!
Wahala! (E choke!)
