[Intro] Yalla Yalla Yalla Hands up All my people (hey!) Brown eyes Gold chain Tonight we shake the evil [Verse 1] New fade Fresh white kicks Cologne loud That first hit Cousin in the back with the VIP wrist We came four deep just to cross off the list Short skirt Kohl on your eyes Laugh sharp Cutting through the sky You don’t even dance You just glide Everybody turning heads when you slide [Pre-Chorus] DJ run it back I’m not ready to go Grandma praying at home I’m chasing the glow Text on my phone “where you at Habibi?” I’m lost in the crowd but you still can see me (woah) [Chorus] Yalla all night All night All night We don’t go home till they cut the lights Table on fire Hearts on high Say “eh Eh Eh” till the sunrise Yalla all night All night All night Spin like the world in your dark brown eyes If we regret it We’ll regret it in daylight Now it’s yalla Yalla Yalla all night [Verse 2] Hookah smoke drawing hearts in the air Uncle acting twenty with the gel in his hair Car keys flashing like he owning the town He still dancing to the same old sound You grab my hand “come close Don’t talk” We move like the beat taught us to walk Spill one drink Then we laugh too loud Our little secret in a too-big crowd [Pre-Chorus] DJ run it back I’m not ready to go Taxi waiting outside They honk then roll Mama blowing up my phone “where you be?” But I’m stuck on your lips when you dance on me (oh yeah) [Chorus] Yalla all night All night All night We don’t go home till they cut the lights Table on fire Hearts on high Say “eh Eh Eh” till the sunrise Yalla all night All night All night Spin like the world in your dark brown eyes If we regret it We’ll regret it in daylight Now it’s yalla Yalla Yalla all night [Bridge] Hands up Wrist full of red strings Blessings Sins We mix all things Tonight we’re young Tomorrow who knows? But right now Wallah We let it all go [Chorus] Yalla all night All night All night We don’t go home till they cut the lights Table on fire Hearts on high Say “eh Eh Eh” till the sunrise Yalla all night All night All night Spin like the world in your dark brown eyes If we regret it We’ll regret it in daylight Now it’s yalla Yalla Yalla all night

pop, High-energy early-2000s Middle East pop banger: bright qanun and oud riffs over punchy club drums, fat synth brass hits on the hook, male vocals pushing an anthemic topline. Verses ride a swaggering four-on-the-floor groove, pre-chorus lifts with rising strings and claps, chorus explodes with stacked gang shouts on the title. Big room reverb, crisp tops, bass glued tight for packed dance floors.

Yalla All Night