

Song · Nobody Goes Home
Meet Me on Four
“Meet Me on Four” is track 3 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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“Meet Me on Four” lyrics
Left on one
Right on two
Turn on three
Meet me on four
Left on one
Right on two
Turn on three — meet me on four
Orange tape X by the left-hand stack
Blue club stamp bleeding down your hand
One white lace coming loose at the toe
You teach the front row how the four counts go
I step right when everybody steps left
You catch my sleeve before I lose the set
No talk of forever, not your number yet
Just four fingers up and a half-smile test
Don't give me lines, give me time
Hear the little space before the bassline
One, two — breathe, don't rush
Three — hold still, now wait for us
Left on one, right on two
Turn on three, I face you
Hold that breath before the floor
Then meet me, meet me on four
Ooh, don't rush the four
Let the silence pull us closer
One, two, three — leave room for more
Meet me, meet me on four
Second hook, the balcony knows the move
Security by the exit trying not to groove
Your friends make a tunnel, phones in the air
You switch the pattern halfway there
This time you stop and make me lead
I count too fast; you tap the beat
At one-seventeen under violet light
You write Nandi on the back of my wristband
Now you know my name — get the next four right
No big promise over crowded drums
Show me you can follow when the silence comes
One, two — breathe, don't rush
Three — hold still, now wait for us
Left on one, right on two
Turn on three, I face you
Hold that breath before the floor
Then meet me, meet me on four
Left on one
One!
Right on two
Two!
Turn on three
Turn!
Freeze on four
Hold!
Back two steps
Back!
Come one close
Come!
Shoulders loose
Loose!
Now switch roles
Switch!
Don't promise me forever in a room this loud
I won't sell tomorrow to the crowd
Learn my name before you call me yours
Nandi
Good — now listen where the count goes quiet
One... two... three
Left on one, right on two
Turn on three, the room moves too
No big claim, no borrowed line
Just your count falling into mine
When the log drum meets the floor
Meet me, meet me on four
Blue stamp fading, white lace tied
Orange tape glowing under violet light
Left on one, right on two
Turn on three — I'm facing you
Meet me on four
One... two... three... four
Lyrics written by Rob Matare. Written by me • made with AI. Artist visuals are digitally created.
More from Nobody Goes Home
- 1Lagos to Jozi3:31
- 2Offcut Queen4:07
- 4Goal Before Dark3:47
- 5Small Money, Big Saturday3:57
- 6Accra Gold4:48
- 7Baila No Brake3:01
- 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