[Verse 1] She enter place like holiday Ankara bright like summer day Gold on her neck Fire in her eyes Every step dey magnetize
She no rush She just glide All the queens dem by her side If you see her when she spin You go know say she go win
[Chorus] Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) See the crown when she dey pass through (ah!) When she move We follow too We follow too We follow too (hey!) Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) Raise your voice Make the ground shake you (ah!) If you know say you get that groove Shout "Fatima!" we go answer "ru!" (RU!)
[Verse 2] DJ turn up Floor dey burn Sweat for face but we no done She dey lead us like parade Every waist dey catch the wave
Phone light up Camera flash But she dance She no dey fash She just laugh "make everybody free" Say "Na joy carry me"
[Chorus] Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) See the crown when she dey pass through (ah!) When she move We follow too We follow too We follow too (hey!) Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) Raise your voice Make the ground shake you (ah!) If you know say you get that groove Shout "Fatima!" we go answer "ru!" (RU!)
[Bridge] Call: Who be the queen for the place tonight? Crowd: Fatima! (ru-ru!) Call: Who get the fire we dey feel inside? Crowd: Fatima! (ru-ru!) Call: If you ready make you hold your side Crowd: Fatima! (ru-ru!) All: When she roar We dey come alive
[Chorus] Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) See the crown when she dey pass through (ah!) When she move We follow too We follow too We follow too (hey!) Lion King Fatima Ru-ru-ru (ru!) Raise your voice Make the ground shake you (ah!) If you know say you get that groove Shout "Fatima!" we go answer "ru!" (RU!)
[Outro] Fatima oo Fatima (hey!) Lion King Fatima (ru-ru!) One more time for the queen tonight Everybody say "ru!" (RU!)
Стиль музыки
High-energy Afropop at 118 BPM, West African highlife guitars in bright interlocking riffs, busy talking drums and shakers, round bass that pushes the groove. Powerful female lead on top, call-and-response male group chants and crowd shouts, big stacked harmonies on the hook. Brass stabs lift the chorus, short synth hooks fill the gaps between vocals, arrangement explodes into a final chant-outro., highlife, afrobeat