ASK HER

style

• afrobeats
• afropop
• bouncy log drum
• bright guitar riffs
• male tenor
• smooth and playful
• layered harmonies
• sunny production
• west african accent
• sunny

the numbers

bpm

103

key

F# minor

energy

0.72

dance

0.92

valence

0.47

vocal at

8.2s

length

2:10

language

En

lyrics

(ask her, ask her)

Every Sunday for eleven months she comes
Her hair no dey grow that fast, everybody know
The small boy don tell me say I be coward
Small boy. Sixteen. Telling me how to go.

Ask her, ask her (ask her)
Just ask her, ask her
Next Sunday, ask her
Ask her

Ask her, ask her, ask her, ask her
Everybody for this shop don wait one year, ask her
Ask her, ask her, ask her, ask her
Even the radio don change ten times, ask her

She bring her friend one time and the friend talk
"Na him be the barber wey you dey talk about"
My hand shake. I nearly cut the woman ear.
She talk about me. For her house. Out loud.

(harmonies, no drums)
My papa cut hair for forty-two years in this chair.
He married the woman wey come every Sunday.
Same chair. Same nonsense. I go ask am.
(DROP)

Ask her, ask her, ask her, ask her
Everybody for this shop don wait one year, ask her
Ask her, ask her, ask her, ask her
Even the radio don change ten times, ask her

(ask her...)