[male
vocals] (
Oya,
give
them) (
Celebrate
the
queen,
no
dulling!) (
Mummy
P, 57
years
of
greatness,
let’
s
go!)
Fifty-seven
years,
look
at
the
grace
that
you
carry
Fifty-seven
years,
look
at
the
grace
that
you
carry
Walking
through
life,
never
looking
ordinary
Every
step
you
take,
you
dey
make
the
world
shine
Mummy
P,
you’
re
the
gold,
you’
re
the
finest
design
From
the
morning
sun
until
the
moon
starts
to
glow
Your
wisdom
and
your
love,
it’
s
the
best
that
we
know
No
wahala
for
today,
only
joy
in
the
air
For
the
mother
of
the
house,
no
one
else
can
compare
It’
s
Mummy
P
at
fifty-seven,
yeah
we
celebrating
With
the
drums
and
the
gbedu,
the
party
is
vibrating
Omo,
see
the
style,
see
the
beauty
on
display
Happy
birthday
Mummy,
this
is
your
special
day
Mummy
P,
fifty-seven,
keep
on
shining
bright
You’
re
the
fire,
you’
re
the
flame,
you’
re
the
city
light
Fifty-seven
candles,
but
you’
re
forever
young
You’
re
the
sweetest
melody
that
the
angels
have
sung
Shey
you
dey
see?
The
way
she
dey
move
with
the
vibe
Leader
of
the
pack,
the
pride
of
the
tribe
No
dulling
today,
we
bring
the
jara
and
more
Blessings
coming
down,
overflowing
on
the
floor
We
dey
ginger
for
you,
yeah
we
shout
it
out
loud
Mummy
P,
you
make
the
whole
family
proud
It’
s
Mummy
P
at
fifty-seven,
yeah
we
celebrating
With
the
drums
and
the
gbedu,
the
party
is
vibrating
Omo,
see
the
style,
see
the
beauty
on
display
Happy
birthday
Mummy,
this
is
your
special
day
Mummy
P,
fifty-seven,
keep
on
shining
bright
You’
re
the
fire,
you’
re
the
flame,
you’
re
the
city
light
Long
life
and
prosperity,
that’
s
what
we
pray
More
beauty,
more
grace,
every
single
day
You
are
the
pillar,
you
are
the
boss
For
your
love
and
your
care,
we
count
zero
loss
Raise
your
glasses
up,
toast
to
fifty-seven
years
With
the
laughter
and
the
joy,
we
dry
off
all
the
tears
Just
keep
doing
your
thing,
Mummy
P,
we
follow
Better
days
are
here,
even
better
for
tomorrow
It’
s
Mummy
P
at
fifty-seven,
yeah
we
celebrating
With
the
drums
and
the
gbedu,
the
party
is
vibrating
Omo,
see
the
style,
see
the
beauty
on
display
Happy
birthday
Mummy,
this
is
your
special
day
Mummy
P,
fifty-seven,
keep
on
shining
bright
You’
re
the
fire,
you’
re
the
flame,
you’
re
the
city
light
Mummy
P,
fifty-seven,
keep
on
shining
bright
You’
re
the
fire,
you’
re
the
flame,
you’
re
the
city
light (
E
choke!) (
Mummy
P, 57
years,
we
celebrate
you!) (
No
competition,
you’
re
the
baddest!) (
Yeah,
it’
s
a
celebration!) (
Oya,
make
we
dance!) (
Happy
Birthday,
Mummy
P!)