Ycee – Don’t Need Bae
Download this track by Ycee titled Don’t Need Bae. Oludemilade Martin Alejo (born January 29, 1993), known professionally as Ycee (also stylized as YCee), is a Nigerian rapper, singer and songwriter. He gained popularity after his single “Condo”, which features vocals by Patoranking, earned him two nominations at the 2015 Nigeria Entertainment Awards. He was also nominated for Best Artist in African Pop at the 2015 All Africa Music Awards and for Next Rated at The Headies 2016. Ycee signed a record deal with Sony Music in October 2016, but terminated his contract with the label in February 2018. Use the link below to stream and download DON’T NEED BAE by Ycee.
Lyrics of Don’t Need Bae by Ycee
Oh na na na, oh na na na, oh na na na Ycee
Oh na na na, oh na na na, oh na Mareek pon this
Oh na na na, oh na na na, oh na Ycee yeah
Oh na na na, oh na na na, oh na mad ginger
Baby girl me finer
Wearing averything designer
Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Baby girl no get wahala
She don’t need no maga
No dey run p for your matter
And everything she need
She can get it one time no banter
Look, I tell her roll on for me
Coming real soon hold on for me
Your girl don come for me
‘Cus she sent a text that she need company
You know I run company, Tinny
Fuck your [?]
Shawty is a nice girl, cus she tryna earn company
Roll up the weed I cock the nine
You always wrong you copy right
I swear you just should pass the light
Omo your chick should pass the night
She roll one for me
I be on that wave shit don’t dull for me
No dey beat around the bush rollon for me
And if you tryns understand
Hold on for me
Baby girl me finer
Wearing averything designer
Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Baby girl no get wahala
She don’t need no maga
No dey run p for your matter
And everything she need
She can get it one time no banter
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
When I blast her am a master
When I wake up eat pasta
You a slave meet your master
Am a king like mufassa
Do the haha, mikasa sukasa
Omo mhen you never seen stars
I be on this magazine cards
Doper than a rifa
They told me I would never be far
Now am out in London spitting this Japanese bars
Shawty stay hotter than musabi
I see you tryna block me
But all that shit you doing just be sloppy
And they gon say that illuminati
It’s really hard to copy
Am in the building you ain’t in the lobby
So where your man now?
I do understand you ain’t got that
But I know that you got stacks
So when I throw them bands at you throw them bands back
Baby girl me finer
Wearing averything designer
Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Baby girl no get wahala
She don’t need no maga
No dey run p for your matter
And everything she need
She can get it one time no banter
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
Shawty don’t need bae
