A song made by Segun
A song made by Segun
Ayy, e don set oh!
Beatrice Ajibike, your day don reach!
Kolawole Banwo wife, the number one!
Beatrice Ajibike, queen of the home
Mrs. Banwo, you dey shine like chrome
Every step wey you take, e dey ginger the place
Your husband don know seh e get the best case
From morning till night, your matter dey sweet
The way you dey move, ah, no one fit compete
Ajibike mi, omo you too fine
Kolawole sef sabi seh you be goldmine
Happy birthday Beatrice Ajibike oh!
Mrs. Banwo, today na your day oh!
Make we celebrate, make we spray the money
You be the queen, everything dey sunny
Beatrice Ajibike, e choke for real!
Kolawole wife, you get the appeal!
Ajibike, the one wey dey hold am down
When Kolawole dey hustle all over town
You be the backbone, the solid foundation
Your love dey scatter any competition
Beautiful woman, with a beautiful heart
From the very beginning, you been sharp from the start
Today we dey hail you, we dey sing your praise
Beatrice Ajibike, you dey amaze
Happy birthday Beatrice Ajibike oh!
Mrs. Banwo, today na your day oh!
Make we celebrate, make we spray the money
You be the queen, everything dey sunny
Beatrice Ajibike, e choke for real!
Kolawole wife, you get the appeal!
Beatrice Ajibike, baddest!
Mrs. Banwo, no competition!
Happy birthday oh!
Mo gbe!