(Omo...)
My baby, my king...
(No dulling at all...)
Listen to me, Ken.
Every morning you wake, you dey push for the bread
Even when rain dey beat, you put crown on my head
You no dey complain, you dey stand like a rock
For this family, Ken, you dey lock the whole block
No be small thing you dey do for us, oh
Oya make I sing for my lover, oh.
(Wahala for who no get you!)
Oh Ken, my Odogwu, my champion, my love!
God go bless you from heaven above
All your struggle today, e go turn into gold
Riches dey come wey your hand no fit hold
Ken, my baby, I love you too much
Fine boy like you with the magical touch!
(Chai, e choke!)
Other men dey japa when the heat start to rise
But you stand tall, I dey see the fire in your eyes
Every little thing wey you do, I dey see
You be the only generator wey dey light up my tree
Soon, soon, money go baf’ for your pocket, oh
We go fly high like a space rocket, oh.
(Oya, no cap!)
Oh Ken, my Odogwu, my champion, my love!
God go bless you from heaven above
All your struggle today, e go turn into gold
Riches dey come wey your hand no fit hold
Ken, my baby, I love you too much
Fine boy like you with the magical touch!
(Ehen!)
Ken, my baby...
No competition for you, oh.
Soon we go dey pop champagne.
On God... (Mmm, my king).