(Sweet music, palm wine guitar)
Oh, Iya mi... Bamidele Aina
The baddest mama in the world, on God!
Listen...
You carry me for nine months, no complain at all at all
When hunger dey, you go starve make I chop and tall
Your love o, e sweet pass honey, no lie
With you by my side, I go fit to touch the sky
Abeg, make nobody stress my mama today!
Mama Bamidele, Bamidele Aina o!
Your love is golden, nobody fit to buy now o!
Iya mi, you be my champion, my number one
I go love you go, till the rising of the sun!
You pray for me every morning, "Ko si wahala"
You cover me from any kind of heavy pressure or palaver
Fine boy like me, na your handwork, no cap
Everything I get today, na you show me the map
So make we ginger, make we dance for my queen!
Mama Bamidele, Bamidele Aina o!
Your love is golden, nobody fit to buy now o!
Iya mi, you be my champion, my number one
I go love you go, till the rising of the sun!
Bamidele Aina, my sweet mother...
E choke! Nobody like you, Iya mi
I love you forever, on God!
(Guitar fades out)