Letras
Ei, I go take Alomo Gyata come my yard
Every morning, she dey stretch me like a tyre
And when she bore, unless barima jump the wall
Alomo Gyata, ei, wobɛku me o
Alomo Gyata, wobɛku me o
Akwankwaa Hiani ei (Anowaa ei), mede me ho aba
Me ara na mapɛ me ho asɛm, nea mopɛ biara, momfa nyɛ me
Alomo Gyata, wo dɔ yi abɔ me dam
Mete hɔ pɛ, na abɛsi me tirim' gbam-gbam
I know say you bore
You say you go go koti, go lie put my top
You wan' them jail me or what?
Mm, what at all wey I do my Alomo Gyata?
Alomo Gyata, wobɛku me afɛre o
Akwankwaa Hiani ei (Anowaa ei), mede me ho aba
Me ara na mapɛ me ho asɛm, nea mopɛ biara, momfa nyɛ me
Alomo Gyata, wobɛku me afɛre o
Alomo Gyata, wo dɔ yi bɛku me o
Mpanimfoɔ kaaeɛ a (aane!)
Sɛɛ yɛkaaeɛ a, ɛyɛ ampa
Yɛse, "Abɔfra bɔ nwa, ɔmmɔ akyekyedeɛ o
Na makɔpɛ me ho asɛm akɔbɔ akyekyedeɛ yi
Ɛbɛyɛ deɛn na memmerɛ o? Ɛbɛyɛ deɛn na memmerɛ o?
Ɛbɛyɛ deɛn na memmerɛ? Ɛbɛyɛ deɛn na memmerɛ, woate?