[female
vocals] (
Ad-lib:
Oya,
see
gobe!) (
Ad-lib:
Ahn-ahn,
see
this
one
oh!)
Yeah,
she
dey
back
again
Yeah,
she
dey
back
again
Another
day,
another
gist,
you
know
the
vibe
She
wake
up
morning,
phone
already
dey
ring
She
got
the
update
on
every
single
thing
From
the
street
gossip
to
the
big
man
case
She
fit
put
sugar
on
top
of
a
mess
If
you
see
her
coming,
better
look
away
Because
she
go
turn
your
night
to
a
rainy
day
She
twist
the
story
till
the
truth
don
die
Everything
she
talk,
na
a
beautiful
lie
Oh,
she
be
the
queen
of
the
gist,
the
master
of
talk
Wherever
she
pass,
the
secret
start
to
walk
She
no
leave
woman,
she
no
leave
man
She
gossip
'bout
the
youth
and
the
children
in
the
land
Even
the
pastor,
she
no
fit
spare
Just
adding
more
fire,
shaking
up
the
air
Oh,
Aunty
Gist-Master,
why
you
dey
like
this?
Every
single
person
just
dey
face
your
list
She
say
she
heard
it
from
a
source
so
sure
But
she
dey
carry
am
from
door
to
door
Neighbour
fighting?
She
go
add
more
oil
Inside
the
drama,
she
dey
watch
am
boil
If
you
be
single,
she
go
find
your
fault
If
you
be
married,
she
go
add
more
salt
She
don
finish
everyone,
from
the
top
to
the
base
Looking
for
trouble
all
over
the
place
Oh,
she
be
the
queen
of
the
gist,
the
master
of
talk
Wherever
she
pass,
the
secret
start
to
walk
She
no
leave
woman,
she
no
leave
man
She
gossip
'bout
the
youth
and
the
children
in
the
land
Even
the
pastor,
she
no
fit
spare
Just
adding
more
fire,
shaking
up
the
air
Oh,
Aunty
Gist-Master,
why
you
dey
like
this?
Every
single
person
just
dey
face
your
list
Shey
you
dey
whine
me?
E
no
get
shame,
she
no
get
shame
at
all
She
go
sit
on
top
the
matter
like
she
dey
for
ball (
Ad-lib:
E
choke!) (
Ad-lib:
Wahala!)
Nobody
fit
please
her,
she
dey
run
the
show
Only
God
know
where
the
story
go
go
Oh,
she
be
the
queen
of
the
gist,
the
master
of
talk
Wherever
she
pass,
the
secret
start
to
walk
She
no
leave
woman,
she
no
leave
man
She
gossip
'bout
the
youth
and
the
children
in
the
land
Even
the
pastor,
she
no
fit
spare
Just
adding
more
fire,
shaking
up
the
air
Oh,
Aunty
Gist-Master,
why
you
dey
like
this?
Every
single
person
just
dey
face
your
list
Yeah,
you
know
who
she
be (
Ad-lib:
No
dulling!)
Aunty
Gist-Master,
rest
small! (
Ad-lib:
Mo
gbe!)
Everybody
dey
run,
leave
the
matter
Keep
the
gist
to
yourself,
oh
yeah!