Yonkwi - Cla**ic Man (African Chief Remix) lyrics

[Jidenna & (Sir?uestIV)] My name calling all night I can pull the wool while I'm being polite (Oh me she so fine Girlie so sweet grenadine with the sprite like) Like, oh me, oh me oh my I know many women want to be in my life (Ooo wee, we are so fly Cameroon and Naija do it onetime like) [Pre-Hook:] Even if she go away, even if she go away Even if she go away, even if she go away [Hook:] I'm a cla**ic man You can be mean when you look this clean I'm a cla**ic man Calling on me like a young OG I'm a cla**ic man Your needs get met by the street, elegant old fashioned man Yeah baby I'm a cla**ic man I burn through the hood like whoa When everybody's feeling so cold I'm cool like Nat King Cole And n***as get a bit of my glow I got charm like a leprechaun, mummafunka Now y'all f**ing with the wrong mummafunka Treat me like a don, mummafunka And we don't live by the law, mummafunka [Pre-Hook] [Hook] [Sir?uestIV:] I burn through the streets like whoa And all the tings saying I'm cold My shoe game look so froze You all needa get on my flow Ye, Prince of the Undé Ball like Dikembe Bout to withdraw my money For dinner with Janelle Monae Imma cla**ic man Lemme Diddy bop In my velvet slippers while you stir the fufu in the pot Wrist wrist wrist Bezel beaming Feeling like the sh** I'm on my commode Imma take command I'm sergeant 237 / 234 Need a negro say more We the cla**ic chiefs Don't be stepping on the oxfords Damn I need a wife Polygamy might be the flow One be the boss 2nd wife bring the fingerbowl 3rd give me booty 4th one abeg feed me egusi While t**ng to boosie And 5th dances to Fela Kuti Abeg no wahala Cla**ic man no dey bring wahala Why would u wanna Be starting something like Michael My cold flow must be something u rival Old school rocking skuffed Js With the 360 waves on Tidal Problem is you can't come in in it Fresh lapel with the handkerchief Man my tailor so swift with it All Ankara fit Africans are making it Africans are taking it (chai) Chief remix I'm a [Hook] Keep my gloves dirty but my hands clean Got to keep the business in the family Bread when I'm filling up the pantry Now my n***as slang 'caine like a dandy I tell you how it go You pull out rubber bands, I pull out an envelope The ladies on my elbow ain't for the show Every madame on my team is a top general, oh Got to be ready for war, war Should they get into my door, door? Get 'em, we'll get 'em, I know that we'll get 'em Cause I lived through this sh** before, oh [Hook]