

Song · Nobody Goes Home
Baila No Brake
“Baila No Brake” is track 7 on Rob Matare's Afrobeats & World album Nobody Goes Home, released July 12, 2026. A world music party from Lagos to Jozi and Accra to Lisbon: one floor, many flags, and nobody goes home yet.
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“Baila No Brake” lyrics
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
From the rooftop to the road
If the trumpet calls your name tonight
Don't pretend you didn't know
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
Under streetlight heat, let the whole block shake
Baila no brake, no shame, no wait
Nobody goes home till the trumpet wakes day
Dale?
Dale
Move it?
Suave
Left foot, right foot, circle that flame
Baila, baila, no brake
You came late to my cousin's birthday
White shirt clean, little gold chain bright
Standing by the speaker like the song was wrong
But your hand kept tapping on the side
I saw you laugh when the bassline slipped
Then hide it quick behind your lemonade
You said, I don't dance like that, okay
Still your shadow moved one chair closer to me
One drum under the talking
One horn over the doubt
No promises, no pressure
Let the next turn answer loud
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
Under streetlight heat, let the whole block shake
Baila no brake, no shame, no wait
Nobody goes home till the trumpet wakes day
New island drums, Spanish guitar
Caribbean bass from a rented car
Auntie Rosa lowers her glasses
Uncle claps with his cup held high
Somebody's phone is catching history
Red dress turning in the light
The cake is melting, the candles are waiting
But nobody wants to leave tonight
Dale?
Dale
Suave?
Suave
Circle once, clap twice
Now give the horn some space
My auntie pulls me close beside the cake
You think I never danced with a stranger?
She points to uncle clapping by the rail
He missed three buses just to learn my name
Then she turns to you: ¿Cómo te llamas?
Y no sé ni tu nombre, pero sigues aquí
She kicks off her shoes and joins the line
Give this family something worth the story
Baila no brake, no brake, no brake
Under streetlight heat, let the whole block shake
Baila no brake, no shame, no wait
Nobody goes home till the trumpet wakes day
Baila no brake, the aunties lead the line
Uncle misses every beat but keeps the time
One family, one street, one more song
Nobody goes home while the horns play on
Left foot, right foot, circle that flame
Auntie still dancing, uncle calling my name
The cake can wait
Baila, baila, no brake
Baila no brake, no brake
Lyrics written by Rob Matare. Written by me • made with AI. Artist visuals are digitally created.
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- 2Offcut Queen4:07
- 3Meet Me on Four3:03
- 4Goal Before Dark3:47
- 5Small Money, Big Saturday3:57
- 6Accra Gold4:48
- 8Same Girl, New Skyline4:07
- 9Whole Room Static3:26
- 10Taxi Fare Home3:52
- 11Only Music Now4:57
- 12The Night Bus Knew5:08
- 13Motherland WiFi3:35
- 14Mwana Wevhu Dance4:22
- 15Father’s Blue Shirt5:20
- 16Last Dhow to Town4:27
- 17Madame Kalume4:06
- 18Last Train Home3:18
- 19Night Shift Sunrise4:17
- 20Borrowed Light3:41
- 21Last Noise4:38
- 22Saudade Street3:43
- 23Ocean Forgave Us3:34
- 24One Floor, Many Flags3:01