(Oya, listen)
Ah, Eka-Bassey, my sweet mother...
This one na for you, on God.
From the day wey I be pikin, you dey there
When cold dey catch me, na your body be my wear
You go look me eye to eye, say "my pikin no dey fear"
You carry my wahala, you dey wipe away my tear
Omo, no be lie, your love dey sweet me for body!
Eka-Bassey, you be my gold oh, my silver
The love wey you give me dey flow like a river
Abasi bless you for me, my sweet mother
No one fit take your place, no other, no other!
Ima mmi, Eka-Bassey! (Chai!)
You go sell your wrapper just to send me go school
You dey pray for me make I no go block like fool
Even when NEPA take light and the night no dey cool
You go fan me sleep, make your pikin dey cool
Who send me? Na you send me, you show me the way!
Eka-Bassey, you be my gold oh, my silver
The love wey you give me dey flow like a river
Abasi bless you for me, my sweet mother
No one fit take your place, no other, no other!
Ima mmi, Eka-Bassey! (E don do!)
No wahala for you, my sweet mama
Abasi is in control, no more drama
Eka-Bassey, I love you...
(Hah, e choke!)