Boda to Ntinda

(Boda!) Yanguwa, yanguwa

Traffic on Jinja Road, horns won't stop
Your text says "come," my phone's about to drop
I jump on a boda, helmet too tight
Ssebo, yanguwa, tonight's the night
Mirrors on the bike, rain on my face
Every red light feels like a race
Friends call me mad, "it's just a girl"
But they don't know, she's not just a girl

Hold on, hold on (I'm near)
Leave the gate open, I'm almost here

Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Through the rain, through the red lights
Nkwagala, I'm coming tonight

Knocking on your gate, I'm wet to the bone
Your sister laughs, "he came all alone"
You bring a towel, tea on the stove
Weebale, this is what I call home
Your dad on the couch, watching the news
He looks at my shoes, then he looks at you
He laughs, "sit down, the rain won't stop"
Weebale, sir, I'm glad I showed up

Hold on, hold on (I'm here)
The gate was open, now I'm here

Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Through the rain, through the red lights
Nkwagala, I'm coming tonight

Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Through the rain, through the red lights
Nkwagala, I'm coming tonight

Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Through the rain, through the red lights
Nkwagala, I'm coming tonight

Boda to Ntinda (yanguwa)
Ntinda, Ntinda, Ntinda, Ntinda, Ntinda
Nkwagala, nkwagala
Ntinda, Ntinda