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[Verse 1]
Ooh, yeah, I'ma bounce from work
Heading home on the phone when I pick up my loan
In the zone in my room
I'm smelling cologne

Ŋatha ḻuka bala marrtjin ŋanya Friday night outing-nha
Bala dhumurr’yuna club-ŋurnha
Yaka every weekend ŋanydja payday-mirriynha
After eating food, going out on Friday night
Dance and get down at the club
Not every weekend, just on paydays

Ever look at someone breaking it down?
Same person when they end up in town
Dance around like there’s no one around

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t let that fear hold you back
Let the rhythm inside
I can see your face
What's thе point tryna hide?
Your body’s saying too much
Come along for the ridе

Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr’yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Hey, you all hear that music coming out
I gotta go there to get down
With my people
With my people

Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr’yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Hey, you all hear that music coming out and loud right now
I gotta go there to get down
With my people
With my people
Look at all the people

[Verse 2]
I’m too slick like turbo with a broomstick
Puppet master, no strings attached
We can start a new trend or live the past
We can do the dab or the cabbage patch
Let’s go
Oh, that’s a vibe
No stoppin' when a brother hit a electric slide
OGs two-steppin', rocking side to side
Let loose, let your body and the beat collide, huh

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t let that fear hold you back
Let the rhythm inside
I can see your face
What's the point tryna hide?
Your body’s saying too much
Come along for the ride

Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr’yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Hey, you all hear that music coming out
I gotta go there to get down
With my people
With my people

Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr’yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Hey, you all hear that music coming out and loud right now
I gotta go there to get down
With my people
With my people
Look at all the people

[Verse 3]
Ŋupanmirrnha yol bili murrŋiny dancing-gu
Battling-mirrnha bala räli
Yaka marrtji ḻiya-marithi
Bili ŋarra dhuwal nhakun nhepi
Bala babu’yuna marrtji ŋali please
Challenging each other, who's got the best dance moves?
Battling one another
Don’t get mad
'Cause I’m just like you
Let’s get it down, please

The night’s young
I’m old school on the dance floor
Express yourself, what I stand for
I'ma light it up like a candle
Call me Mr Too-Hot-To-Handle
Woo, I think I need to chill

Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr’yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu’yulŋuwala mala
Nhäŋu mala
Hey, you all hear that music coming out and loud right now
I gotta go there to get down
With my people
Look at all the people
With my people
Look at all the people

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