Aweh!
Asambe, let's go.
Yebo, feel the bassline.
The night is young in Jozi streets,
We feel the rhythm in our feet,
A brand new sound, a heavy beat,
Where the log drum and the acoustic meet.
Eish, the magic in the air,
People dancing everywhere,
We bring the vibe, we bring the heat,
No one can stay in their seat.
This is the new groove, kalindula vibe,
Amapiano taking over the tribe.
Yebo, dance to the deep log drum,
From Pretoria to Lusaka we hum.
Sho! Let the bassline play,
We’re gonna dance until the day.
Sghubu playing, the crowd is wild,
Every woman, man, and child,
We moving fast, we sliding slow,
That's how the local rhythm flow.
Sharp sharp, my friend, just feel the sound,
The deepest bass in the town,
No stopping now, we on the rise,
Look at the fire in our eyes.
This is the new groove, kalindula vibe,
Amapiano taking over the tribe.
Yebo, dance to the deep log drum,
From Pretoria to Lusaka we hum.
Sho! Let the bassline play,
We’re gonna dance until the day.
Yebo, asambe.
Just feel the log drum.
Sharp sharp.
Aweh.