Date 2023-02-08
Category Lyrics, Music Video
Skales premieres the Stanz-directed music video for His 2022 Jay Pizzle-produced piece of music titled “Konibaje.” Read the lyrics for the song.
Skales Konibaje (video)
Nigerian singer cum rapper, Skales builds momentum and opens up the new year with a captivating music video to his buzzing record, Konibaje.
Konibaje was released in November 2022 and has enjoyed massive radio airplay in many African countries and consistently remained popular on TikTok’s trending list. It has amassed over 2,000,000 streams across all major platforms.
The video is directed by Stanz Visuals, who has been a longtime collaborator with Skales. It was shot on location in Lagos, Nigeria and showcases the brilliant artistry of the dance culture in Africa which is closely related to every Skales record.
Speaking about the story behind the video for ‘Konibaje’, Skales made his remark: “I have received overwhelming love and deep connection to this song in the last few months but the joyous energy and hope from the comments of my fans was what I wanted to show in this video. It’s simple and fun, and there is a dance for everyone. That’s the spirit of Konibaje.”
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Lyrics
Yeah
If you hating, you go rest in peace
All I wanna do right now is get this cheese
If I no work, na who go pay this bills?
‘Cause na only credit alert dey give me chills (give me chills)
Once again, I’m on my knees
As I pray for good health, I dey pray for peace
So cold outside, then I don dey freeze
But, still I keep it jiggy, yo
Won le jo oh, won jo
Wo ibadi t’oun jo
Anywhere that I go
Dem no fit thief my throne
I know, you know (I know, you know)
Another me is a clone
‘Cause me I bad to the bone
Everything loud, never on a low
No matter what dem say, konibaje
I’m fresh to death, konibaje
You might loose your breath, konibaje
With my full chest, kolebaje (kolebaje)
Matter, what dem say, konibaje
I’m fresh to death, konibaje
You might loose your breath, konibaje
With my full chest, kolebaje (ahh-ah)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woa’-woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woa’-woah (ahh-ah)
Certified hustler, na me be the number one
If I choose to leave, there will never be another one
Others dem be copy cat
Others dem be counterfeit
I look dem dey laugh as I’m rolling up my cannabis
E turn me on anytime I hear the sound of money
E turn me on, I no dey chill, I be busybody
I no dey form anytime it comes to chasing money
Na everytime I dey for street, I no dey f’ara ba’le
Won le jo oh, won jo
Wo ibadi t’oun jo
Anywhere that I go
Dem no fit thief my throne
I know, you know (I know, you know)
Another me is a clone
‘Cause me I bad to the bone
Everything loud, never on a low
No matter what dem say, konibaje
I’m fresh to death, konibaje
You might loose your breath, konibaje
With my full chest, kolebaje (kolebaje)
Matter, what dem say, konibaje
I’m fresh to death, konibaje
You might loose your breath, konibaje
With my full chest, kolebaje (ahh-ah)
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woa’-woah
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, woa’-woah (ahh-ah)
I’m a hustler, incase you’re wondering
I don suffer pandemic and right now I’m recovering
No dey yarn dustbin, carry go away
Bad energy, stay far away
Unless you wan come show me road
I’m not a sucker, I won’t fold
Na everyday I dey beast mode
But, still keep it jiggy, yo
(Bob Berry), (ahh-ah)
Woah, woah
