

(ba-da-bap-bap-ba-da) Step into the sun where the rhythm begins
A breeze in the palms but the speaker is spinning
Can you feel the weight of the air getting heavy (oh-oh-oh)
First it's a whisper,
then it's a roar
No one is standing still on this floor
Fly away to the heavy beat
Samba fire beneath your feet (yeah!)
Feel the light, feel the heat! (ahhhh-hah) (ba-da-bap)