Tingasa fire, leg dey fly,
Afro pulse dey crack the sky;
Jay-x beatz lock waist in gold,
every toe get story told.
Dust rise up like fireworks,
heartbeat drum where dark meets burst;
no sorrow fit stand this groove,
soul unlock, we start to move.
Left, right, spin—commotion sweet,
moon dey smile, dey catch the heat;
till dawn we toast with sweat and light,
Afro waves carry us through the night.