Big Tobz - No stress lyrics

No stres, no wahala hala No stress, no wahala hala Me no wan stress, no wahala hala Baby no stress, no wahala hala. Uh, yo No stresss, no wahala Wating baby what's the marra? You want Gucci and Prada I got value, Dolce and Gabbana In the foreign, AMG Why these n***as wanna hate on me? Really? You no like me, KMT No stresss, no wahala African ting from Uganda You got one question to answer Can you really take this banana? Uh, she like the way I give that lizzy no stresss I like the way she give it to me no stresss They wonder how I did it no stresss Told my momma one day I'll make a milli don't stress. No stresss, no wahala hala No stresss, no wahala hala Me no wan stress, no wahala hala Baby no stresss, no wahala hala. I don't need no stresss in my life Girl, come and sit down pon the pipe Jump on the ting take a ride Girl, I'll get you anything ya like ‘Cause she's not into Michael Kors She's into Dior Coco Chanel with mo She says she's linking a man But she's thinking of man She loves Italian footwear, but she says she's never ever been to Milan So if you're ready girl, let's get into it, man No stresss though She fell in love with the dress code Let's go She already knows I'm the best though Gedo told the mandem to take notes And I know she's done And she likes the way I bust a whine Get grub and flip mo' Got a sick flow Showdown tracks with Big Tobz. No stresss, no wahala hala No stresss, no wahala hala Me no wan stress, no wahala hala Baby no stresss, no wahala hala. No stresss, no wahala hala No stresss, no wahala hala Me no wan stress, no wahala hala Baby no stresss, no wahala halaaa.