My Oyinbo, I don tell you plenty times say sun dey comot just to shine your face. Queen wey dey fill my space. Your aura be like that girl Rita Ora. You are the final chorus to my verses swinging through highs notes of my moans My fairest fairness, the game of my throne. Whenever […]
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