Young T & Bugsey SOCA: A Blend of Cultures and Rhythms

On their latest track, SOCA, Nottingham duo Young T & Bugsey whip up a sonic mojito, a zesty musical concoction blending Brazilian funk, Nigerian pidgin, and Caribbean calypso into a refreshingly bold cocktail.

The track pulses with an irresistible rhythm that practically dares you to stay still.

It’s the kind of beat that infiltrates your bones, making even the most reserved wallflower contemplate a shimmy.

Young T and Eyes, the masterminds behind the production, have crafted a sound that feels like stumbling upon a raucous block party in a country you’ve never visited.

Lyrically, “SOCA” is a cheeky romp through themes of desire, ambition, and indulgence.

Bugsey’s Nigerian pidgin delivery adds a layer of linguistic intrigue, while Young’s Caribbean-tinged hooks provide an accessible entry point for listeners.

The verses bounce between braggadocio and playful seduction, painting a picture of a night out where anything seems possible.

But don’t mistake this for just another party anthem. Beneath the frothy exterior, there’s a subtle commentary on wealth, status, and cultural identity.

Lines like “Don’t believe anyone dat tells you don’t be investing” hint at deeper aspirations beyond the dance floor.

The accompanying visuals—a vibrant house party scene—perfectly capture the song’s exuberant spirit.

It’s a microcosm of the track itself: a melting pot of styles, cultures, and energies all coalescing into one joyous moment.

“SOCA” is about keeping the party going—spinning the wheel at an intoxicating RPM.

Young T & Bugsey have created a musical Red Bull that’s undeniably fun—a track that injects pure summer into your veins.

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Young T & Bugsey SOCA Lyrics

Hook:
Gyal, cum whine it pon meh
Cum sit pon e Johnny
Deep ah road ah gully
Gyal, cum tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But wi nah guh bose

Verse 1:
The money is interesting
The money has been destined
Don’t believe anyone dat tells you don’t be investing
Cah dey ain’t got Ps to be interjecting
Intervening, you’re not my bredrin
I’m my own man, I’ll write my ending
Like my visa status is indefinite
Shall I stay wid shawty? I was indifferent
I’m looking for the best exchange
What’s the Cuban price? What’s the estimate?
Where’s the GIAs? That’s the question, mate
I want it platinum like my accolades
Trap house, you gotta buy or bye
They come and go quickly, hi and bye
My boy a young thug, man, free my slime
I know they waan dim my light for night
I know they wanna dim my light, it’s not right
Who told you bad man don’t dance cos they not nice
She jus ah wanna stroll up town for a love life
I jus ah wanna chill back and bun mine
Cool back widda one wine
And she wanna give me a one whine
Hey, fun times
Ain’t had a fun time in a long time

Hook:
Gyal, cum whine it pon meh
Cum sit pon e Johnny
Deep ah road ah gully
Gyal, cum tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But wi nah guh bose

Verse 2:
Cum yah, let me pree sumting
Only ring in di night wen she need sumting
Wi deh pon di weed antics
Wi deh pon di weed antics Den wi move pon di birds and di bees and ting
She wan bring her friend in too
Yeah, dat’s me in between, dat’s a real sandwich
She cum in automatic, but it’s manual way she drive this stick
As soon as I step in she glance
She see me, she look and she gimme advance
She dance like ah ants in di pants
Cum and join all di wol heap ah gyal in di van
We bring in di one hundred grand, alright
And bring in di two hundred grand, alright
I bring in di three hundred grand
Now dey think dat I run wid a gun in di bank, alright
Yardman wid stamina
I’m eating my yam and green banana
Haile Selassie, yeah
Build a house in ah Gambia, Africa
She waan do her ting on a low
She nah inna nuh gossip or chatty man, alright
Di way dat I made her scream,
the neighbour thought it was a massacre

Hook
Gyal, cum whine it pon meh
Cum sit pon e Johnny
Deep ah road ah gully
Gyal, cum tek mi money
Pon di tippy-toe
Bedroom bully now
Pocket big amount
But wi nah guh bose