Kele Lyrics by Sara Mitaru-Kimanthi & Johnny Drille
Verse 1
Fine boy with a dark skin
Bad man you a strong ting
The way you hold you gaze
From across the room
Your papa must be king ooh
And your mama must be queen eeh
‘Cause you’re royalty and you made me crazy
Pre-Chorus
Drip like sugar
Smell like honey
Taste like butter
East African Girl
Nigerian man
You’re driving me crazy
Drip like sugar
Smell like honey
Taste like butter
East African girl
Nigerian man
You made me be your
Chorus
Kele kele kele
(I wanna be your)
Kele kele kele
(Ooh baby baby I wanna be your)
Kele kele kele
(Baby)
Kele kele kele
Verse
Fine girl from East Africa
Original from the motherland
When you look at me
I see your destiny
You’ve been born from the sea oooh
And your skin is the sand eeeh
With your beauty you drive me crazy
Pre-Chorus
Drip like sugar
Smell like honey
Taste like butter
Nigerian man
East African girl
Would you be mine
Drip like sugar
Smell like honey
Taste like butter
Nigerian man
East African girl
Could you be mine
Chorus
Kele kele kele
Could you be my
Kele kele kele
Could you be my
Kele kele kele
Could you be my
Kele kele kele
Could you be mine
kele kele kele
kele kele kele
kele kele kele
kele kele kele
