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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baker Boy
Baker Boy
Vocals
Tristan Ludowyk
Tristan Ludowyk
Trumpet
Lachlan McLean
Lachlan McLean
Tenor
Justin Marshall
Justin Marshall
Percussion
Luke Dubber
Luke Dubber
Synthesizer
Yirrmal Marika
Yirrmal Marika
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pip Norman
Pip Norman
Composer
Danzal Baker
Danzal Baker
Composer
Dallas Woods
Dallas Woods
Composer
Yirrmal Marika
Yirrmal Marika
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pip Norman
Pip Norman
Producer
Andrei Eremin
Andrei Eremin
Mixing Engineer
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh yeah imma 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
Ever look at someone breaking it down
Same person when they end up in town
Dance around like there's no one around
[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
[Chorus]
Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr'yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu'yulŋuwala mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu'yulŋuwala mala
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
Come along for the ride
[Verse 2]
Too slick, like turbo with a broom stick
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 goo
Oh that's a vibe
No stoppin when a brother hit a electric slide
OGs two stepin', rocking side to side
Let loose, let your body and the beat collide uh
[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
[Chorus]
Way ŋäma nhuma ga ŋunha manikay rirrakay ŋayi ga dhawaṯthun
Bala marrtjin balayidhi burr'yuna
Ŋarrakal yolŋu'yulŋuwala mala
Ŋarrakal yolŋu'yulŋuwala mala
[Chorus]
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
[Bridge]
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
[Bridge]
The night's young
I'm old school, on the dance floor
Express yourself, what I stand for
Imma light it up like a candle
Call me "Mr. Too Hot to Handle"
Woo, I think I need to chill
[Outro]
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
Nhäŋu mala
Nhäŋu mala
Nhä-ah-ah-ah-ah
Nhäŋu mala
Nhäŋu mala
Written by: Dallas Woods, Danzal Baker, Pip Norman, Yirrmal Marika
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