Hello everyone welcome to the 195th week of Afritunes. I am @ coderaikiri and for my entry this week I'll be presenting a song cover to Iya-Basira by styl plus..... So stay tuned and enjoy.
Styl plus was a three man boy band in Nigeria that focused on Afro-blues. As a boy I was privileged to listen to some of their tracks thanks to my older sisters.... The first time I listened to the song iya basira I was super young and didn't really understand what it was all about but I just enjoyed watching the music video and tried memorizing the lyrics.
The song is more a less s story about three young men obsessed with the cooking of a woman who runs a local restaurant. Their love for her food grows so dero that they can't even concentrate with their normal lives ignoring both family and their loved ones. It's gotten so bad that they think her meals are laced with voodoo so they are in search of a remedy for their problems.
LYRICS
This na one buka wey I dey like to go
The food sweet sote e go make your mind blow, day and night iya bas how she do am I no know
They think say na jazz, my broad no be so
Chorus:
People people make una come o
Iya basira e don jazz me o, ooo
Everybody helep save me o
I no dey sabi chop ati my moda or my girlfriends place
People People make una come o
Iya basira e go kill me o, ooo
Everybody helep save me o
I no dey sabi chop again my moda or my girlfriends food
Long throat na food go kill you-no be so, I say na food go kill you - oga mi no be so
Wettin dey be say e get one day wey I say I go play go see my paddy Sunday
Na so I reach there but Sunday e don high on beer luckily for me him junior broad eye e clear
He say make we stroll to the area, little did I knw that I was strolling to my burial
Right there were oshodi bus dey load was a little buka close to the mainroad
I laf when e pass the door, e tell me say hin name na Iya bas for short but I bow when e order
Iwesiatewa, ero mm purewater not even mineral. I come gree say I go manage to chop am
Before I realize I dey order 2nd round, 3rd round, 4th round, I never still stop
Wetting iya basira e give me chop?
Repeat chorus
Long throat, na food go kill you, na food go kill you
Oga mi, you think say na play when I say na the way wey I dey, e no day ok
Wetting be your own advice, I don dey steal my paddy money to buy iya basira rice
Even on my girlfriend birthday when she dey wait make I take am to ocean view
I no know when I pass the place, the only thing wey dey my mind na Iya basira palm oil stew
Ah! Kilon kilon shele shele me I never see this kind juju, telle telle
All those wey go vex kpele kpele, but I hear say Iya basira na.......
I sure say still I go go there go sidon, order my first round move
To 2nd round, 3rd round 4th round I no dey ever stop wetting iya basira come give me chop?
Repeat chorus
Officer abeggi follow me to the palce, everybody don telli me I dey craze
My girlfriend don leave me my moda no gree see me my paddy ah! Iya basira e don kill me. (x2)
Oya people, people make una stop officer e don come
Where the woman, hin dey inside, (oga I dey come)
Woman na wetting you dey give people chop wey dey cause all this wahala casala, oya make we talk
Oga sir true to God, nothing wey I dey put for the food wey I dey cook, na God dey make am good
Na which kind talk be that, say na God dey cook the food abi you think say I be fool no be juju you dey put
Infact I dey suspect say na.... You wash put sote people dey queue come dey rush for your stew
Well to confirm am bring am make I chop small. Give me fufu 90 naira plus that soup wey dey draw
Chaii correct this food sweet no be small shey una no go vex if I still order for more
Officer no worry na the food be this
Oya people, people make una go, case dismiss
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