(Oya, listen...)
Thank You Lord for this man
My king, Yandela, on God
May 2018, I dey think say love don finish
I say no more wahala, make I just dey my own
But you show up, Yandela, with your fine boy charisma
You prove to me say your love na genuine, no be play play
A man of God with prospect, you stand fit and strong
Now seven years don pass, no single regret at all!
Yandela, you be my match made in heaven oh (e choke!)
Even with four blessings wey God give us so:
Wueseter, Chivirter, Iengem, and Iwanger!
You still dey pamper me like we just dey start
My love for you dey grow deeper and deeper everyday!
Body fit change, pregnancy come with transformation
But you hold my hand, you no dey look another girl
You proudly tell them "meet my beautiful wife"
Oga kpata-kpata, present papa, you dey do your part!
May God enlarge your coast and bless your hand
Make we grow old together, chop the fruit of our labour
Yandela, you be my match made in heaven oh (e choke!)
Even with four blessings wey God give us so:
Wueseter, Chivirter, Iengem, and Iwanger!
You still dey pamper me like we just dey start
My love for you dey grow deeper and deeper everyday!
No shaking, my love
We go grow old together, Yandela
Mhmm, forever and ever, amen