A song made by (NWA MIRI 🧞♀️-♏)
A song made by (NWA MIRI 🧞♀️-♏)
(Whispered) Shhh... E no easy oh. This secret fit scatter ground. Omo!
Sunday morning, service dey on. Me, the alter boy, serving God with my uniform.
But my eye dey catch one special view, pastor wife dey shine, wetin I go do?
She dey sing 'hallelujah', voice so sweet. But her glance dey tell another story, make my heart beat.
Oh, pastor wife, alter boy, na big secret oh.
Our hidden love, e dey ginger me to overflow.
Nobody fit know, wetin dey happen for under.
Forbidden fire, we no fit run from this thunder.
After service, everybody don dey comot.
She go wink small, say 'Alter boy, don't forget your spot.'
Back room corner, for small talk, low and soft.
Her whispered words, dey make my head comot.
She like the thrill, the secret we keep, no loud noise for street.
This kind matter, e dey make my life complete.
Oh, pastor wife, alter boy, na big secret oh.
Our hidden love, e dey ginger me to overflow.
Nobody fit know, wetin dey happen for under.
Forbidden fire, we no fit run from this thunder.
Every move na calculation, we no fit afford mistake.
If dem catch us, oh my God, wahala go break.
But the thrill, e sweet pass honey, e dey pull me closer.
Pastor man dey preach 'righteousness', we dey under the cover.
Na true love, or na just forbidden desire?
My alter boy heart, dey burn with this fire.
Alter boy, pastor wife... Omo, this life! Chai! Wahala!