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Mi Amor, Make We Dey Dirty (Dutty-Love Vibe) 1 by Ayomikun

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Mi Amor, Make We Dey Dirty (Dutty-Love Vibe) 1

afrobeat,both vocals

0:002:56
Lyrics
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[Intro – Pidgin toast]
Eh-eh, my people!
From Lagos beach to Kingston street,
One love, one body, one dirty-clean feeling.
Mi Amor, dis song na for you – make we sweat, laugh, love, scatter bed.
[Verse 1 – Naija x Yard mix]
Baby girl, your backa dey roll like okada on third-mainland,
Skin smooth like fresh plantain wey just comot oil.
Mi seh, your waistline have di wickedest whine,
Like reggae bassline, it draw me outta mi mind.
You call me “Nwa baby,” mi call you “Mi general,”
We no need visa, just one touch – transAtlantic love material.
We dey grind slow, like egusi dey bubble for fire,
Every kiss carry small pepper, still sweet like suya wire.
[Hook – Dutty loving chant]
Mi Amor, make we dey dirty (oya, dey dirty)
Tear dat lace, mess up di jersey (oya, so dirty)
But di love we clean, pass spring water
Even when we roll for gutter, we still rise like altar.
[Verse 2 – Pidgin patois fusion]
You whisper “Chineke, this boy wan kill me,”
Mi answer “Yah, mi queen, mi ready fi drill fi yuh willingly.”
Bend dung low, make we form new dance – azonto meets dutty-wine romance,
Bed spring sing highlife, while rain beat roof like talking drum stance.
You bite mi neck, mi bite your lower lip,
Small pain, big pleasure – na so e dey trip.
You laugh, teeth white like Omo advert,
Mi swear, dis kind love e go sweet till dessert.
[Bridge – Slow whine confession]
Even when your hair dey scatter like harmattan breeze,
And your lipstick don draw map for mi chest piece,
I go still kiss every mark like treasure hunt clue,
Because na you, Mi Amor, na you.
[Hook – Repeat, but softer]
Mi Amor, make we dey dirty (oya, dey dirty)
But hold me close when world get blurry (no worry)
Yansh fit shake, bed fit break, love go still wake,
Tomorrow we go laugh say “See as we nearly craze for sake.”
[Outro – One love shout-out]
From Obalende to Half-Way-Tree,
Dutty love, but pure like coconut water from Badagry sea.
So mi sing, “Mi Amor, till di last bottle of palm-wine dry,
Na you and me – dirty-clean, under one big sky.”
(Beat fades out with distant seagulls and a lazy steel-drum lick…)
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