Mr. Okoro didn't blink. He adjusted his cap, ended the recording, and looked at his daughter.

He even attempted the Bryson Tiller verse, but instead of smooth vocals, he went into a full "Dad Rant" flow.

"I don't know if you could take it!" he sang, pointing a stern finger at the camera. "Know you wanna see me n-n-naked!" He stopped, horrified. "God forbid! No!" He restarted.

To see the lyrics for another song reimagined by Mr. Okoro, just tell me the .

"Too much nakedness in these words," he muttered. He cleared his throat, adjusted his glasses, and hit 'Record' on his phone. If the world was going to listen to this rhythm, they needed a version with more... home training.

"I don't know if you can make it! To the kitchen, go and bake it! Put on a sweater, you will catch a cold! Why are you looking at me so bold? When I’m with you, all I get is... WILD THOUGHTS!"

He took a deep breath and began to belt it out, his heavy Nigerian accent turning the sultry R&B track into a rhythmic lecture.