(Heavy stadium ambience, crowd chanting: Young Stars! Young Stars!)
Listen! Kwaita city! You know who we be!
Na we be the kings of the pitch!
Abubakar Negba, the boss man, the master planner!
We come for the trophy, we no come for play!
Muhammad Samir run like motor, him no get brake!
Abdul Batty for the wing, him dey make opponent shake!
Arojo dey block, him be the wall of Kwaita!
Makama MK, the midfield king, you fit try am later!
Gwano dey run, him speed na fire, e dey burn!
Anas dey cut, the ball for him feet na confirm!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
Kwaita boys, we dey play too fast!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
From the start to the end, we dey go blast!
Nasiru Captain, the leader man, him voice na law!
When him give command, the opponent dey drop jaw!
Sir Funny for the goal, him save na magic show!
When ball come near, him send am back to the foe!
Abubakar Negba, the tactician, you be the brain!
We dey score every game, we dey make them feel the pain!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
Kwaita boys, we dey play too fast!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
From the start to the end, we dey go blast!
Put your hand for air, let me hear you shout!
Kwaita city people, make we throway doubt!
We be the winners, we be the best!
Forget the rest, we don pass every test!
Every Saturday we dey enter the field with pride!
Anywhere we go, the victory dey by our side!
No fear for heart, just the hunger for the goal!
Young Stars FC, the team wey complete the whole soul!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
Kwaita boys, we dey play too fast!
Young Stars FC, we no dey carry last!
From the start to the end, we dey go blast!
Young Stars! (We no dey carry last!)
Kwaita! (We no dey carry last!)
Abubakar Negba! (Big boss!)
We win again! Kwaita for life!