[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
[Verse 1: Olamide]
This is a story by my neighbour
Morenikeji that got married to debo
In gods presence they found favour
Hoping they are going to enjoy
The fruit of their labour
Anything for man she will do it
Deep blue sea and hill
She’s been through it
Even when they had no food to eat
She stood by a man likе we can do it
But she need to make it
Through thе storm
Everything they lost
They start to return
Friends wey go before
They start to dey come
But uh her man don turn akagum
Acting like a beast
When she talk about money
But when is time for sex
He will be acting like a monkey
If she say am not in the mood
For that boo
Next thing is to beat her face
Black and blue
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag bag
[Verse 2: Olamide]
Baby look at the colour of my eyes
In case you don’t know
Is best you realise
Is to keep you warm whenever
You are called
Okay let me assume you’ve
Never been told but now you know
Guess what it is oko iyawo
My guy live in peace
She deserve some marry explicity
Don’t mess me with my biz
As dem born you naso dem born
Her too
You dey mess around but
You don’t want her to
Give her special treat
Like a real man should
There is a limit to everything
She’s not cartoon
Is like mds come to a spot
Ti agbara ban gun e you
Fit go bus stop
What this woman need is affection
Without it I fit deem abortion
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
[Verse 3: Olamide]
You know leran to let him go
But she said she’s never letting go
She’s rather die just to make things work
That’s a good woman
You do know her well
You be telling her let him go
But she say she’s never letting go
She will rather die
Just to make things work
That’s a good woman
You do know her well
Don’t mess me with my beas
As dem born you naso dem born
Her too
You dey mess around but
You don’t want her to
Give her special treat
Like a real man should
There is a limit to everything
She’s not cartoon
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
[Outro: Jumoke & Olamide]
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Bag bag bag
Kosi bi obo se seri ti inoki o se
Ibi oju ibi lo
You have to treat her
Like a real woman she is
Remember your mama is a woman
Your sister is a woman
Ah ah ah
Your angel your angel
No be your punching bag
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
[Verse 1: Olamide]
This is a story by my neighbour
Morenikeji that got married to debo
In gods presence they found favour
Hoping they are going to enjoy
The fruit of their labour
Anything for man she will do it
Deep blue sea and hill
She’s been through it
Even when they had no food to eat
She stood by a man likе we can do it
But she need to make it
Through thе storm
Everything they lost
They start to return
Friends wey go before
They start to dey come
But uh her man don turn akagum
Acting like a beast
When she talk about money
But when is time for sex
He will be acting like a monkey
If she say am not in the mood
For that boo
Next thing is to beat her face
Black and blue
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag bag
[Verse 2: Olamide]
Baby look at the colour of my eyes
In case you don’t know
Is best you realise
Is to keep you warm whenever
You are called
Okay let me assume you’ve
Never been told but now you know
Guess what it is oko iyawo
My guy live in peace
She deserve some marry explicity
Don’t mess me with my biz
As dem born you naso dem born
Her too
You dey mess around but
You don’t want her to
Give her special treat
Like a real man should
There is a limit to everything
She’s not cartoon
Is like mds come to a spot
Ti agbara ban gun e you
Fit go bus stop
What this woman need is affection
Without it I fit deem abortion
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
[Verse 3: Olamide]
You know leran to let him go
But she said she’s never letting go
She’s rather die just to make things work
That’s a good woman
You do know her well
You be telling her let him go
But she say she’s never letting go
She will rather die
Just to make things work
That’s a good woman
You do know her well
Don’t mess me with my beas
As dem born you naso dem born
Her too
You dey mess around but
You don’t want her to
Give her special treat
Like a real man should
There is a limit to everything
She’s not cartoon
[Chorus: Jumoke]
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
She’s meant to be cared for
And meant to be loved
Cos na she be your angel
She’s sent from above
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
[Outro: Jumoke & Olamide]
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Na woman she be
No be your punching bag
Bag bag bag
Kosi bi obo se seri ti inoki o se
Ibi oju ibi lo
You have to treat her
Like a real woman she is
Remember your mama is a woman
Your sister is a woman
Ah ah ah
Your angel your angel
No be your punching bag
( Olamide )
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