// ==== JAGGA_BOOT TEMPLATE UPDATE v8.1.6 ====
// STRUCTURE LOCK: USER-DICTATED FLOW
// BASS CONFIRMED: 30Hz CRUSH MODE (LONDON x LAGOS SUBS)
[LYRICS]
[Intro: Male Vocals]
(Yo Bootz—vibe check!)
*Airhorn x log drum*
Shots fired, body sway—tonight na k-leg,
Her hips dey whisper, “Omo, make I beg…”
30Hz bassline—vibrate the Henny keg!
[Verse 1: Male Vocals]
One hand grip the Remy, one hand on your waist,
Club dark, but your *diamond drip* na lighthouse,
“Baby, you want Veuve?” I go clear the house,
No time for story—tongue wrestle, no mouth.
Dem say I’m too risky—shoki, I no dey hear,
Your love na Codeine, I sip without fear,
Whiskey neat, no chaser, I swallow the tears,
Risky romance, but I’m zoning right here…
[Pre-Chorus: Female Vocals]
(Aiye! Bootz—make dem feel am!)
If I whine slow, you go call me sinner,
Your eyes dey shoot lasers—no dinner, just winner,
I’m your charger, plug-in for the night,
Gold chain on my neck, but your touch na dynamite…
[Chorus: Male & Female]
No wahala, I go buy it for you-oh! (Wire the cash!)
Too much juice, but I’m thirsty for you-oh! (Ahh!)
Hands on your body, no GPS—I know road,
Pour the whiskey, fire we go burn like Port Harcourt!
[Verse 2: Male Vocals]
Police dey outside, but we dey inside heaven,
Your back dey bend like my life no get seven,
“Slow down?” For where? Your waist na my anthem,
Risky business, but I’m paying no tax, lemme…
One night, two bottle, three prayer—
If I die, bury me with your perfume layer,
Your love na lockdown, I’m a volunteer,
Jagga-Bootz—no vacancy for fear!
[Bridge: Female Vocals]
(Whine pon di beat—grind!)
You say you no trust these streets,
But my love na oil wey dey spoil your briefs,
If the club collapse, make my lap your relief,
Whisper “Bootz”—you know the motif…
[Chorus: Male & Female]
No wahala, I go buy it for you-oh! (Ball!)
Too much juice, but I’m thirsty for you-oh! (Ahh!)
Hands on your body, no tomorrow—just tonight,
Pour the whiskey, fire we go burn like NEPA light!
[Outro: Male Vocals]
*Afro synth x gunshot ad-lib*
Omo if I collapse, na your love do me,
Club don close, but we still dey shaku-shake,
One more shot—make we fly like helicopter,
Bootz na Jagga… wahala no dey forever!
// ==== UPDATED ENGINE NOTES ====
// **Flow Fixes**:
// - **Male Verses**: Tightened trap-dancehall cadence (“Your waist na my anthem” / “I’m zoning right here”).
// - **Slang Upgrade**: “K-leg” (trouble), “Shoki” (dance), “NEPA light” (chaos) for Naija authenticity.
// - **Bass Compliance**: 30Hz undergrids *entire track* (sub-bass tested via Zona’s AI subwoofer
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