Ride - Baker Boy, Yirrmal

Ooo 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

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

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)

Come along for the ride

I’m 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 go

Oh that’s a vibe

No stoppin when a brother hit a electric slide

OGs two step-in rocking side to side

Let loose, let your body and the beat collide, huh

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

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)

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

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

Whooo I think I need a 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)

(Nhäŋu mala)

(Nhäŋu mala)

(Nhäŋu mala)

(Nhäŋu mala)