Write crossover Afrobeats male vocal lyrics for a 108 BPM track in F major, rooted in joyful communal play. Core instrumentation: banter-like talking drums, djembe/dunun heartbeat, palm-muted mandolin, bouncy Gamelan gong bass, punchy trumpet stabs, kora arpeggios, shekere polyrhythms, with call-and-response backing vocals switching between English, Ga, and playful invented slang. Lyrics center the narrative of a cross-cultural street domino tournament where elders from Lagos, Salvador, and Delhi swap stories between turns, leaning into the lighthearted rivalry, unexpected life lessons spilled over cold zobo, and the shared unifying joy of small, unplanned community gatherings. Tone balances playful cheek, warm intergenerational wisdom, and giddy futurist hope, echoing market square banter and Afro-futurist whimsy. Follow intro-groove-verse-chorus-verse-chorus-solo bridge-double chorus-outro structure.
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[Intro] [Groove] Shika-shika, move your body low Oya, let the djembe go Agoo! Are you ready now? Kpakpakpa, we show them how [Verse] Table rocking on the dusty street Four old kings with the dancing feet Lagos pride meets the Delhi heat Salvador rhythm makes it all complete Baba’s hand is a mystery Sanjay’s eyes see the history Tiago laughs at the misery Mixing up the world’s chemistry [Chorus] Slap the bone, let the rhythm fly Underneath the golden city sky Oyiwa! We don’t need a why Double six, looking in your eye Zigi-zaga, we are living high Hand to hand, we never say goodbye Oyiwa! See the people fly Joy is the only thing we buy [Verse] Ice cold zobo in a plastic cup Elders talking ‘bout the way they grew up Life is a gamble but we never stop Spin the tile till we reach the top “Listen son,” says the man from the East “The smallest bird has the biggest feast” “Play your heart,” says the Brazilian priest Until the heavy city noise has ceased [Chorus] Slap the bone, let the rhythm fly Underneath the golden city sky Oyiwa! We don’t need a why Double six, looking in your eye Zigi-zaga, we are living high Hand to hand, we never say goodbye Oyiwa! See the people fly Joy is the only thing we buy [Solo Bridge] Kora strings dancing on the breeze Mandolin playing with the greatest ease Trumpet stabs bring us to our knees We do exactly what we please No more borders, no more keys Just the salt from the seven seas [Chorus] Slap the bone, let the rhythm fly Underneath the golden city sky Oyiwa! We don’t need a why Double six, looking in your eye Zigi-zaga, we are living high Hand to hand, we never say goodbye Oyiwa! See the people fly Joy is the only thing we buy [Chorus] Slap the bone, let the rhythm fly Underneath the golden city sky Oyiwa! We don’t need a why Double six, looking in your eye Zigi-zaga, we are living high Hand to hand, we never say goodbye Oyiwa! See the people fly Joy is the only thing we buy [Outro]
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