A song made by Kuti Branch
A song made by Kuti Branch
E choke!
Afrobits don land oh!
From Lagos to the world, we dey make am hot
The rhythm wey we carry, e no dey stop
Shekere dey shake, talking drum dey talk
When the bass line drop, everybody go rock
Omo, see as we dey scatter ground
The ginger wey we bring, e go spread around
No wahala for the matter, we dey jollify
Make the music take you high, make you touch the sky
Scatter the place! Scatter the place!
When Afrobeat drop, we go scatter the place
From night till day, we go scatter the place
E choke! Wahala! We go scatter the place!
See this vibe wey we carry, e dey sweet well well
Make your body dey groove, make the rhythm gel
No time to dull, abeg come closer
The party don start, we be the controller
Sha, we dey here to celebrate
The sound wey unite us, e no fit separate
Mo gbe! Person pikin, see enjoyment!
This na the moment, pure entertainment!
Scatter the place! Scatter the place!
When Afrobeat drop, we go scatter the place
From night till day, we go scatter the place
E choke! Wahala! We go scatter the place!
Afrobeat forever!
E don do!