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Verse1:
I’ve searching for a long time but I finally found someone so sweet, so nice, yeah
Mama told me not to worry that everything will be good if I believe in you


Who be that God, made the lame man walk
Who be that God, made the blind man see
Who be that God o, who be that God o (my God o)

Who be that God, made the bad man scatter
Who be that God, wey dey take control
Who be that God o, who be that God o, hey

Chorus:
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)

Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o)
Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o), ehe

Verse2:
Life not all about Porsche, power, my brother
Brother whether good or bad say Chineke imela
Give Him glory, give Him praise
He’s the only wise God, there is no one else, yeah

J-e-s-u-s, you be God, you be king, you be Baba
When the devil shows up, you dey scatter them
Because you’re ruling over all of them, yeah
Eh, ebube dike, see my hands in the air say na You biko
Nobody fit do the things wey you dey do now
Oba mimo mimo mimo, I dey hail you

Who be that God, made the lame man walk
Who be that God, made the blind man see
Who be that God o, who be that God o (my God o)

Who be that God, made the bad man scatter
Who be that God, wey dey take control
Who be that God o, who be that God o, hey

Chorus:
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)

Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o)
Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o), ehe

Verse3:
Yeah, I thank God, thank God say God no be man o
So I thank God, thank God say God no dey fail o
If you see my mama make you follow me thank am o (my mama)
If you see God o, brother make you help me praise am
Nobody fit do wetin this my God dey do for me
Nobody fit o, nobody reach o

Who be that God, made the lame man walk
Who be that God, made the blind man see
Who be that God o, who be that God o (my God o)

Who be that God, made the bad man scatter
Who be that God, wey dey take control
Who be that God o, who be that God o, hey

Chorus:
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)
Baba you be correct o (correct o)
You be correct o (correct o)

Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o)
Baba you be confirm o (confirm o)
You be confirm o (confirm o), ehe

Yeah, I thank God, thank God say God no be man o
So I thank God, thank God say God no dey fail o


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