There is something about the way you move
It's electrifying
(It's electrifying)
I don't know what you sell but
I just know i'm buying
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
What does home feel like?
Home feels like the warm wind behind your ears at night
The smell of sand at every mark of my shoes
The subtle art of trees dancing as if to adore the night sky
Pot holes to keep things interesting
The simplest conversation starter
When will they fix their ways?
When will they fix our ways?
Addicted to the haggle
You say 10 I say half
5 nights a week the bars keep their volume on high
I guess we are all in this party together
We move our feet to fertilise the land
As green as it gets we pray it reflects in our bank accounts
Ghana, my home
Ghana, where rumours witches and demons congregate
To devour the minds of the innocent
Ghana, where there are more pastors than doctors
Because apparently our illnesses are never of the flesh
The prophet said he saw a little person in fake Gucci
Sitting on your documents and that is why you can't ever travel abroad
Why would you? Everything you ever needed it right here
Take a right here driver I owe that lady some money
Hide me, hide us
Don't let figure what we have for the second time
Kente Kwame - The People Don't Wait Lyrics
Kente Kwame - The People Don't Wait Lyrics
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There is something about the way you move
It's electrifying
(It's electrifying)
I don't know what you sell but
I just know i'm buying
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
What does home feel like?
Home feels like the warm wind behind your ears at night
The smell of sand at every mark of my shoes
The subtle art of trees dancing as if to adore the night sky
Pot holes to keep things interesting
The simplest conversation starter
When will they fix their ways?
When will they fix our ways?
Addicted to the haggle
You say 10 I say half
5 nights a week the bars keep their volume on high
I guess we are all in this party together
We move our feet to fertilise the land
As green as it gets we pray it reflects in our bank accounts
Ghana, my home
Ghana, where rumours witches and demons congregate
To devour the minds of the innocent
Ghana, where there are more pastors than doctors
Because apparently our illnesses are never of the flesh
The prophet said he saw a little person in fake Gucci
Sitting on your documents and that is why you can't ever travel abroad
Why would you? Everything you ever needed it right here
Take a right here driver I owe that lady some money
Hide me, hide us
Don't let figure what we have for the second time
It's electrifying
(It's electrifying)
I don't know what you sell but
I just know i'm buying
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
I want it now
(Now, now, now)
I want it now
What does home feel like?
Home feels like the warm wind behind your ears at night
The smell of sand at every mark of my shoes
The subtle art of trees dancing as if to adore the night sky
Pot holes to keep things interesting
The simplest conversation starter
When will they fix their ways?
When will they fix our ways?
Addicted to the haggle
You say 10 I say half
5 nights a week the bars keep their volume on high
I guess we are all in this party together
We move our feet to fertilise the land
As green as it gets we pray it reflects in our bank accounts
Ghana, my home
Ghana, where rumours witches and demons congregate
To devour the minds of the innocent
Ghana, where there are more pastors than doctors
Because apparently our illnesses are never of the flesh
The prophet said he saw a little person in fake Gucci
Sitting on your documents and that is why you can't ever travel abroad
Why would you? Everything you ever needed it right here
Take a right here driver I owe that lady some money
Hide me, hide us
Don't let figure what we have for the second time
Writer: Jude Amponsah
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid