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Pot belly men of our great 
Nation 
Ambassadors of poverty
Looters of National treasures
Breeding nest of corruption
Masters of lies and deceit

See what you have done 
See what you have turns our 
daughters into 
Making them slaves to vanity
As they make you embrace 
insanity

They feast on your pot belly 
As you call your wives at home 
With same lie night after night 

Your daughter with another pot 
belly man 
She is also feasting on his pot 
belly 
While he switch off his phone 
Lest his wife calls him from 
home 

Pot belly men flaunts 
themselves
In their expensive agbada' 
Cruising in range rovers 
Looking for young girls to de 
flower
With a trunk full of "Ghana must 
go"

Our daughters lost in the trance 
of naira 
They give away their glory so 
easy 
Like a child munching on akara 
For an end reward of naira 

Our sons stands no chance 
They hardly have enough to fill 
their belly 
they till soils and drill crude oils 
Their sweats making their 
pockets swell 
In a bid to marry 
The pot belly pleasures...

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