Tyga – Nigga Wit Money

I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
How that shit fit on a toilet seat
I get high off the money that’s star bucks
Tattoos whoa voom scarred up
Sabotage
I did it cause I can bitch we was in Cannes (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
Go and get that cash (mm)
The bitch just text, she left her bra in the Phantom (mm mm mm)
I got a few dtf’s and they down to fuck
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)

I’m a nigga with money
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
Banana in pajamas

Go and get that cash (mm)
I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
My Becky in Atlanta ass like a Georgia peach
Go and get that cash (mm)
Fuck around with me I got that big old mink
I got broads in Havana
I’m a nigga with money
I got broads on Lufthansa

Earrings, band
I’m a nigga with money
Brunch on the sand
Big old ring (mm mm mm)
Pour up and then we make a porn (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
The cock is banana (Panda panda)
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
I get, I get, pussy a lot
I got broads in Atlanta (Panda panda)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)

Go and get that cash (mm)
Four bracelets I’m the new Killa Cam
Made a movie, we shot it in France
U-haul truck
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
I get it, I get it, poppin’ bitch
I can make you famous I need five percent
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
Webbie on repeat, it’s Savage Life
Yea, that’s star bucks
I’m a nigga with money
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)
Me and your nigga we opposite
I’m a nigga with money

Nigga with money
Yea bitch, I’m the shit
I’m a nigga with money
And my new bitch walk like that shit don’t stink
And that Cartier say it’s savage time
Go on and back it up (mm mm mm)
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money
And what you gon’ do, flip through the gram
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
I hit my girl last night, and her friend tonight (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
Bitch with the big old ass (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
Yea, big ass ring with the big ass links
You see that big ass chain (mm mm mm)
I’m a nigga with money and I don’t need that bitch (mm mm mm)
Uh
What I’mma do, keep getting this money
New watches, bananas
I slide in like a parking lot
I gotta drag that bitch on the floor
Big ass ring (mm mm mm)

I’m a nigga with money
(Mm mm mm) shit don’t stink
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money
I’m a nigga with money

Liam Payne – Bedroom Floor

You said it was over, you said it was over
Your clothes are saying something different now
You said it was over
You said it was over

But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
Oh, my bedroom floor
You said it was over
When I’m touching you
You said it was over (it’s over)
I told you, I told you, I told you
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor

You be saying real, real nice, real nice things
Telling all your friends how much you hate me
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah
You said it was over
You wanna break up just to fix it now
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
You be saying real, real nice, real nice things
And every now when my iPhone, iPhone rings
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
I be telling you
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
You be getting real, real, real, real, real jealous
Don’t make me bring up your dirty laundry
I told you, I told you, I told you
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
But who you calling up when you get lonely?
You said it was over (it’s over)

Until you’re on me, yeah
You said it was over

Baby, why you always act like you don’t want me?
Baby, heard you’ve been talking about me lately
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah
You said it was over
When you get lonely, yeah
You said it was over

You said it was over
When it wasn’t you, oh
I be telling you
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah
You be getting real, real, real, real, real jealous
You said it was over
Oh, baby
You said it was over
We always on and off until you’re on me
And every now when my iPhone, iPhone rings
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor, yeah
When I’m touching you
When it wasn’t you, oh

You said it was over, you said it was over
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor
But your clothes say different on my bedroom floor

Shawn Mendes – Bad Reputation (On MTV Unplugged) (Live)

They don’t know what you’ve been through
They don’t know what you’ve been through
Let me see what’s underneath, all I need is you
Let me see what’s underneath, all I need is you
She got a bad reputation
And all of my friends seen her naked
But I know what they don’t
Making my heart grow cold
And I don’t care what they say about you baby
Let me see what’s underneath, all I need is you

She’s got a bad reputation
Or so the story goes

She got it bad, she got it bad
She got it bad, she got it bad
Nobody knows the way that I know her, said

Trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady

Nobody knows the way that I know her, said
And into the deeper she’s sinking
Nobody knows the way that time has shown us it
Trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady
I’m begging her please don’t let go
But they won’t let it go, no
But she’s all that… all I want, though
They don’t know what you’ve been through
She got a bad reputation
And I don’t care what they say about you baby
Nobody knows the way that I know her, said
Nobody gets too close
Nobody knows the way that time has shown us it
They don’t know what you’ve been through

And trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady
Mistakes we all make them
And I don’t care what they say about you baby

Let me see what’s underneath, all I need is you

She takes the long way home
Nobody knows the way that I know her, said
She got a bad reputation
She takes the long way home
She’s got a bad reputation
A sight of a soul when it’s breaking
Trust me, I could be the one to treat you like a lady
And I don’t care what they say about you baby

Hoodrich Pablo Juan – God Damn

Beat up the pot like I’m playing Tekken
I’m rich, I know I’m the man, yeah
[Chorus]
I ain’t got no time for these thots and these peasants
I got some bitches that’s white like vanilla
I could count cash fast
I spread like the old man that you piss
She cute, she having a hand
VS all-black diamonds like Wesley
Send my money, give her twenty to [?]
Roll up gelato, three grams
I’m rocking Louis like I could play Chess

Send my money, give her twenty two grams
[Chorus]
Foreign with 230 on the dash
Fuck from the back and I pull on her hair
She got a fat ass, goddamn
Gucci bag with the .38 special
[Verse 1]
Twenty thousand worth of ice in one ear
Call up the shooter, they jump out the van, yeah
I fuck her and treat her like a pedestrian
Gucci bag, fill it with bands
I’m ice skating, got my shooter waiting
Dirty AK with my shell cases
I’m dressing like I’m vinegarette

I, I got the cookies, baking
I stay in Designer, I walk on a check
Cook with that pot like professional wrestler

Can’t wear silver, I ain’t come in second
Pour that shit up, why the fuck would I measure?
She know she bad, I got that bag
Fly by with butterfly wings on my Tesla
Brand new foreign with the camera in the rear
I’m rich, I know I’m the man, yeah
I bust that seal on that Hitech
I’m drinking lean, not no beer
I got bitches popping up like spam
Pouring up lean, go to sleep on them Xans
Stuffing my pocket with bands
These niggas falling off the map like Sears
Pouring up lean, go to sleep on them Xans
Yeah, strapped the fuck up, ain’t no reason to fear
Pouring up lean, go to sleep on them Xans
I wanna fuck, I’m impatient
Send my money, give her twenty two grams
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, strapped up like I was Giuseppes
[Verse 2]
She cute, she having a hand
Sell the whole thing, we don’t sell no grams
Foreign, she half-Asian
I got bitches popping up like spam
Just like the police, you gotta arrest it
Yeah, rocking Chanels and Moncler
I got supreme on my Vans
I could count cash fast
Everything I wear is rare
Rich nigga, I bet I can get her wet
Ooh, I make her give me the neck
Stuffing my pocket with bands
All of my bitches, they too sexy
I got bitches popping up like spam
Trap like a soldier, got stacks on deck
I could count cash fast
Sell the whole thing, we don’t sell no grams
She got a fat ass, goddamn
Roll up gelato, three grams
Stuffing my pocket with bands
Roll up gelato, three grams
On the red pill like Neo in The Matrix
She got a fat ass, goddamn
Sell the whole thing, we don’t sell no grams
I got these haters mad, they in tears
My niggas sharp, I cut like a seal
Call up the shooter, they jump out the van, yeah
Ice on my neck, goddamn
She know she bad, I got that bag
Call up the shooter, they jump out the van, yeah
I got supreme on my Vans

Louis Vuitton, I love Damier
1017 chain, cop a fezzy
[Chorus]
Gucci bag, fill it with bands
Ice on my neck, goddamn

Gucci bag, fill it with bands
She know she bad, I got that bag

Ice on my neck, goddamn
Foreign, I ride like I’m racing
Bad bitch I just seen at Essex
I got Supreme on my Vans
Foreign with 230 on the dash
Outfit, it come out next year
I’m rich, I know I’m the man, yeah
None of my bitches is basic
Get your ass busted, ain’t no pussies over here
Foreign with 230 on the dash
Call me PJ like a private jet
She want shit bad, but I got the check
Gucci with snakes and lions and bears
She cute, she having a hand

Yung Lean – Metallic Intuition

[?] blow em up like Kenny
On my feet, there’s no e’s, see no enemies
[x2]

My teeth ain’t got no fillings
Never switch up, got metallic intuition
My grandma said she feel me (she do!)
20 e’s, double g, never fall asleep
My boys right here with me, mystery still in it
No one ever told me what to do
Never switch up, got metallic intuition
[Verse 1]
Riding past, solo on an avenue
40 in the building, chains in the ceiling
My wallet stuffed with dead people, ain’t no livin’
I’m tryna stack a milli, chain on stupid silly (chain)
Kilo green, speak my heart till I rest in peace
Come and see bitch we deep, human centipede
All I see, road warriors, eternal sleep
Wannabe, they all look like some wannabes
Gud me, Sherm, all of that, Sadboys to infinity
Lean
My grandma said she feel me (she do!)
Imma find you where I found my chemist
Eyes on sight, ancient whispers they still follow me
Freddy G and scars on my shoulders see
Trying to rewind but I slip myself in (leandoer)
Shout out my grandma, shout out my family, shout out 43XL
Feel like Elvis Presley, Lean just left the building
My ride ain’t got no ceiling
[Outro]
My eyes ain’t got no feelings
World ain’t got no feelings but my [?]
Give a fuck about the system
My ride ain’t got no ceiling
Never switch up, you just mind your business
[Bridge]
[Hook]
I’m tryna stack a milli, chain on stupid silly (bling, blaow)
[Verse 2]
Trying to rewind but I slip myself in
My ride ain’t got no ceiling, you know how this shit goes
Grapes of wrath
My teeth ain’t got no fillings
Slide to the back then I ride my Bentley
Passions all on wine, my cup half empty

My wallet stuffed with dead people
Keys to my mind, angels are my rhythm
My boys right here with me, mystery still in it
Imma spaz, damage, yeah, I’m damage [?]
Narnia gave me wisdom
My ride ain’t got no ceiling
The world down with me, I snuck myself in
All the way from Narnia man
43XL on my baggy tee
Imma leave everything for my family

Feel like Elvis Presley, Lean just left the building
She my half, ballerina [?]

I don’t really care, got metallic intuition
Gotta go hard for myself, I look after me
My teeth ain’t got no feelings
Imma leave every leaf that grows after me
My eyes ain’t got no feelings
Ghosts in the street still alive but not livin
My wallet stuffed with dead people, ain’t no livin

Ghosts in the street, still alive but not livin’

Luke Bryan – Most People Are Good (Lyric Video)

Even if it don’t add up to a hell of a lot

I believe that days go slow and years go fast
I believe you love who you love
I believe this world ain’t half as bad as it looks
I believe you love who you love
And most Mama’s oughta qualify for sainthood
I believe this world ain’t half as bad as it looks
[Chorus]
Ain’t nothing you should ever be ashamed of
I believe most people are good
I believe most Friday nights look better underneath neon stadium lights

[Chorus]
And every breath’s a gift, the first one to the last
Ain’t nothing you should ever be ashamed of
I believe in working hard for what you’ve got
I believe most people are good
[Verse 2]
I believestreets of gold are worth the work
I believe if you just go by the nightly news

Your faith in all mankind would be the first thing you lose
And most Mama’s oughta qualify for sainthood
I believe that youth is spent well on the young
And most Mama’s oughta qualify for sainthood
I believe kids oughta stay kids as long as they can
I believe most Friday nights look better underneath neon stadium lights
Turn off the screen, go climb a tree, get dirt on their hands

[Verse 1]
I believe most people are good
I believe most people are good
I believe most people are good

Cause wisdom in your teens would be a lot less fun
Cause nobody gets a second chance to make new old friends
I believe most people are good
[Bridge]
I believe we gotta forgive and make amends
[Outro]
I believe this world ain’t half as bad as it looks
Ain’t nothing you should ever be ashamed of
I believe most people are good
I believe you love who you love
But I still wanna go even if they were paved in dirt
I believe most people are good
[Chorus]
I believe most Friday nights look better underneath neon stadium lights

Plies – Check Callin (feat. NBA Youngboy)

That check, it keep callin’!
In that Lamb on cruise, hit the gas and it go zoom!
When that check call, I gotta go
That check, it keep callin’!
My phone doin’ numbers on ’em

When it come to money, I be racin’, I’m impatient

That check, it be callin’!
Told my teacher in elementary I’m gon’ be the man (I told ya!)
I be at it by the minute, it be coming by the daily
Like *BRRRRRR!*
We got lean by the cases, it take care of the tribulations
I don’t need no calculator, I’m too advanced (I’m too advanced)
If the lick bigger than $50,000, I’m all in (I’m all in!)
[Verse 1: Plies]
Don’t say you rich if you ballin’, but your dawgs starving (Woo)
My phone boom like *BRRRRRR!*
When that check call, I gotta go

I want a billion and some change, fuck a hundred mil
Baby, don’t worry if I
Play up on my cell, every day my phone boom!
Baby, I’m sorry
That check, it keep callin’!
I’ll make it up; I’m on the move!
That check, it be callin’!
That check call like *BRRRRRR!*
That check call
[Hook: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
Don’t say you hustlin’ if you laid up and the money callin’! (I swear!)
Ain’t got no time for my girl
You keep the accolades and the fame, I just want the bread!
That check call
That check call like *BRRRRRR!*
Baby, I’m sorry
[Verse 2: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I’m on my Bone Crusher shit, I Ain’t Neva Scared
I’m ten toes down and I ain’t movin’, bitch, like Rosa Parks!
Come home late like 3 or 4
Baby, I’m sorry
[Hook: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
And I ain’t arguing with you niggas, I’m putting it on your head
My phone doin’ numbers on ’em
Come home late like 3 or 4
Baby, I’m sorry
And if that check go to call, then babe, I’m outta here!
Today my ten-year anniversary of my first hundred grand (Woo!)
I ain’t got it, I go crazy!

That check, it be callin’!
I ain’t never been a flagger, bitch, I’m really eatin’
That check call
Baby, don’t worry if I
And if it’s out there, I’m going to get it, bitch, I’mma run it down
Come home late like 3 or 4
When that check call, I gotta go

If you hatin’ ’cause you ain’t eatin’, then I’m not a fan (I’m not a fan)

Baby, I’m sorry
Living wild, I pay dues
My phone boom like *BRRRRRR!*
[Hook: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
I got habits and three babies
I told my mom she straight forever, bitch, I swear to God
My phone boom
Numbers on ’em like *BRRRRRRRRR!*
My phone boom
Come home late like 3 or 4
I’m all All About the Benjamins, like Cube said
Chase the money like they just called for the "last call!" (Woo!)
That check, it keep callin’!
That check call like *BRRRRRR!*
Numbers on ’em like *BRRRRRRRRR!*
Baby, it’s a play, can’t miss it, gotta take it!
Baby, I’m sorry
And for that money, I swear to God, bitch, I’m a bloodhound
[Verse 3: Plies]
My phone boom like *BRRRRRR!*
Baby, don’t worry if I
I go hard, can’t let it break me (I won’t let it break me)
Family problems, gotta face it
Numbers on ’em like *BRRRRRRRRR!*
Five in the mornin’ I be chasin’
They say more money bring problems; give me the problems, then (Give me the problems!)
Somebody call up Future, I need some Percocet (I need some Percocet!)
That check call, I get up; gotta make it!

My phone doin’ numbers on ’em

Want every day I wake up to feel like tax season
My phone boom
When that check call, I gotta go
[Hook: Youngboy Never Broke Again]

Baby, I’m sorry
Baby, don’t worry if I
Eyes open like I just snorted an 8-ball! (Woo!)
Told my bitch that she could leave me if she don’t understand (Woo!)

Michael Buble – Dream A Little Dream Of Me (Lyrics On Screen)

Just saying this: Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me
Just saying this: Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
While I’m alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me
Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me Say "nighty-night" and kiss me.
Still craving your kiss, I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear
Still craving your kiss, I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear

Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
Stars shining bright above you, night breezes seem to whisper, "I love you"
Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Birds singing in the sycamore tree, "Dream a little dream of me"

But in your dreams whatever they be, dream a little dream of me

Aerosmith – Full Circle (From Nine Lives)

Here’s to yesterday
Tell ol’ Beelzebub
Raise yo’ drinkin’ glass
We’re all gonna trip away
I would drink the love
Come full circle
Come full circle
We got hell to pay
I’m uptight

I would do the deed
Don’t piss heaven off

I could take away

In time

Circle, circle
If I could change the world
Every time you get yourself caught up
How did we get so affected
Raise yo’ drinkin’ glass
From your holy grail
Come full circle
Own it, yeah, that’s a mistake
Don’t let it slip away
But now I think the Karma cops are comin’ after you
Don’t piss heaven off
Yeah, and by the way
‘Cause I think
We got hell to pay
Yeah
I used to think that every little thing I did was crazy

Here’s to yesterday
We got hell to pay
Don’t let it slip away
Time
Here’s to yesterday
It ain’t right

We’re all gonna trip away
Inside of someone else’s crazy dream

As the circle goes
In time
Yeah, get on my toes
There’s a spell on you that
Time
‘Cause you just lost your job
Everybody’s gotta lot o’ nada killing

We’re all gonna trip away
Like a fairy tale
Them instead of killing me
Don’t piss heaven off
To get outta town
Don’t let it slip away
And if
Time
In time
Here’s to heaven knows
Raise yo’ drinkin’ glass
Love is love reflected
I would start with love

Becky G – Mayores (Operación Tirunfo) (Live)

Loca
Que sea un buen amigo
Y te mandan flores
Oh oh oh oh oh
Los besos que quiera darme
Loca
Conmigo no hacen falta los juguetes
A mí me gusta que me digan poesía
Loca
Oh oh oh oh oh
Loca
Pero si te gusta abusar cor otra gente
Yo prefiero un tipo, traje de la talla
De los que te abren la puerta
Que sea interesante
De esos que llaman señores
Yo estoy puesto pa’ todas tus locura’
Y en la cama te duro lo que él no dura
Loca
Loca
Bad Bunny baby baby
Me gusta un caballero
Y que me vuelva loca
Yo no quiero un niño que no sepa nada
Si quieres a la cama yo te llevo el desayuno
De esos que llaman señores
Que no me quepa en la boca
Que tú quieres un viejo, ¿está segura?
De los que te abren la puerta
Los besos que quiera darme
Yo no soy viejo pero tengo la cuenta como uno
Y que me vuelva loca
Aunque de eso se me olvide cuando estamos en la cama
A mí me gustan más grandes
A mí me gustan más grandes
A mí me gustan mayores
Yo prefiero un tipo, traje de la talla
Jeje
¿Qué importa unos años de más?
‘Becky G’
Loca
Que no me quepan la boca
Yo todavía me hago de paquete
A mí me gustan más grandes
Becky G
A mí me gustan mayores
Oh oh oh oh oh
Y te mandan flores
Un caballero con 21, yeah
Y que me vuelva loca
Pero más un buen amante
Que no me quepa en la boca
Loca
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Y te mandan flores
A mí me gusta que me traten como dama
Oh oh oh oh oh
Los besos que quiera darme
Como yo, ninguno
De esos que llaman señores
Oh oh oh oh oh
Yo estoy activo 24/7
A mí me gustan, me gustan mayores
Yo te prometo un millón de aventuras
Loca
Al oído por la noche cuando hacemos groserías
Yo no quiero un niño que no sepa nada
Oh oh oh oh oh
De los que te abren la puerta

Abraham Mateo – Loco Enamorado (At Latin American Music Awards) (Live)

Abraham Mateo
Pégate
Sabes que me encantas
Me pones bien nervioso a mí
Tú eres para mí
No sé que hacer, te ves muy bien
Que cuando tú me bailas
Hago lo que sea
Y es que ahora ya no sales de mi mente
Te lo diré
Será que lo que siento tú por mí también lo sientes
De esos que se bailan lento
Busquemos un lugar
También soy para ti
Eso me motiva
Báilalo lento que eso a mí me mata
Sabes que soy yo quien te hace perder el control
Soy algo tímido como verás
Me acercaré
Pégate, yeah yeah
Será que lo que siento tú por mí también lo sientes
Ya me tienes como un loco enamorado
Si tú eres para mí
Ven que lo demás yo te lo digo bailando
Y es que ahora ya no sales de mi mente
Que no haya nadie solo haya oscuridad
Por pasar otra noche contigo
Si tú eres para mí
Si tú eres para mí
Hagamos de esta noche una noche infinita
Yo te doy todo lo que quieras
Tu sabes que me gustas
Cuando te mueves así
Bailando un reggaeton de los de antes que te activa
Dale mamacita que no tengo prisa
También soy para ti
Sabes que soy yo quien te hace perder el control
Christian Daniel
Toda una vida yo buscándote
No sé bebé que es lo que tú tienes
Quiero bailar contigo hasta la última canción
Ando por aqui pensando en ti frecuentemente
Pégate
Sabes que soy yo quien te da calor
Yo hago lo que sea, yo hago lo que sea
Te confieso llevo un rato idealizándote
Tú me tienes como un loco enamorado (Farru)
Por pasar otra noche contigo
Pégate
Y es que ahora ya no sales de mi mente
Y besame lento, paremos el tiempo
Yo sé que conmigo tú la pasarás mejor
Yo sé que conmigo tú la pasarás mejor
Bien pegado, afincao (Díselo Farru)
Si te dejas llevar
Sabes que soy yo quien te da calor
Tú ven que lo demás yo te lo digo bailando
Y yo soy para ti
Tú ven que lo demás yo te lo digo bailando
Ando por aqui pensando en ti frecuentemente
Te confieso que lo mío no es realmente hablar
También soy para ti
Pégate
Quiero bailar contigo hasta la última canción
Yo creo que quedó claro que
Quiero bailar contigo hasta la última canción
Ya me tienes como un loco enamorado
Solo de ti
No digas que te vas
Sabes que soy yo quien te hace perder el control
Si tú eres para mí
Pero esta vez, me atreveré
Baby, la verdad es que tú me gustas demasiado
También soy para ti
Hago lo que sea (lo que sea)
Oye, tú tienes como un loco enamorado
Baby, la verdad es que tú me gustas demasiado
Baby, la verdad es que tú me gustas demasiado
De manera provocativa
Será que lo que siento por ti tu también lo sientes
Yo sé que conmigo tú la pasarás mejor
Hago lo que sea, lo que sea por ti
Ando por aqui pensando en ti frecuentemente
Enamorado de ti
Pégate
Sabes que soy yo quien te da calor
Por pasar otra noche contigo

NAKED LUNCH – Naked Lunch

There’s no where to go for someone who’s as stunted as you

Your reasons are all invalids, they can’t stand up

I didn’t wake up to find myself as a bug

I’ve been one for much longer than I care to recall
You just drink socially

Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Set the garbage free
It’s on a fire straight from hell
My tongue can not be tamed
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
Oh so sick
Oh I know you don’t get drunk
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Oh so sick
You make me, yeah you know you make me
You want to grow up, but there’s a problem with that
You make me, yeah you know you make me
Still your voice, pump your stomach
I just eat the bug powder then I climb up the wall
Oh so sick

You make me, you make me oh so sick

And when you talk I hear the brain cells die
I’m not a junkie lost in interzone or under the rug
Oh so sick
I can’t express just how I’m feeling, it’s true
You make me, you make me oh so sick
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
I want to throw up, but for now I hold back
So keep your mouth shut
Sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick, sick
A gentle word I can not find a way to enunciate
You make me, you make me oh so sick
You make me, you make me oh so sick
Its true that I’m disgusted with myself as well
Sick, sick, sick I get sicker every day
I eat the dirt you kick up, and flaw the chord that resonates
You make me, yeah you know you make me

BLACKPINK – Boombayah Japanese (Sub Español)

やばい惚れそう

[Pre-Chorus 1: JiSoo, Jennie)]
ゴールなんて無視 トバすだけよ
Savage, I’m killing them, stack up my millions
[Chorus]

(Hot) Black Pink in your area~
見られても I wanna dance
Watch your man hit the deck like pang pang pang
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah (오빠!)
私の腰に手を当てて
今夜あがりまくろう

Jennie
やばい落ちそう
Watch your mouth when you speak my name
Rambo
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
BOOMBAYAH
And I’m so hot I need a fan
[Intro: Jennie]
I don’t want a boy I need a man
[Verse 2: Jennie]
Imma take what’s mine so get out my way
今夜あがりまくろう
All eyes on me when I step in the room
BOOM-BOOMBAH BOOM-BOOMBAH (오빠!)
光が踊るように with me
あの空越え どこまで行こう
Black to the Pink いつでも特別 (Oh yes)
BOOMBAYAH BOOMBAYAH!

(Hot) BlackPink in your area
Like タラダラダンタン
[Outro: All]
Been a bad girl, I know I am
自然で I know you wanna touch
Don’t stop この恋のようか
Whip it up whip it up
抜群のスタイル Oh yes
Yah yah yah BOOMBAYAH
Stopping my paper, go Brrrr

[Verse 3: Lisa]
Hands up, lit with a bottle full of Henny
Yah yah yah BOOMBAYAH

Yah yah yah BOOMBAYAH
Yah yah yah yah
Ain’t got time, I go hard and slay
Like touch, touch, touch
[Pre-Chorus 2: Rosé & JiSoo]
Droppin the chopper I be too hot too handle
今夜 身を委ねて踊ろう
[Verse 1: Lisa]

If you don’t know, better ask somebody
Parang pa patta patta pang pang pang

(Hot) Black Pink in your area~
Middle finger up F you, pay me
BOOMBAYAH BOOMBAYAH!
今夜 身を委ねて踊ろう
Let’s go Let’s go
[Pre-Chorus 1: Jisoo & Lisa]
[Chorus]
Baby that lambo
Don’t Stop この恋のようか
タラダラダンタン
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
あなたと踊りたいの
あの空越え どこまで行こう
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah

あなたと踊りたいの
(Hot) BlackPink in your area
ゴールなんて無視 トバすだけよ
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah (오빠!)
トゥドゥルプバウ
BOOM-BOOMBAH BOOM-BOOMBAH (오빠!)
Let’s go Let’s go
Front to my back
BOOMBAYAH

90’s baby, I pump up the jam
Yah yah yah yah
Doo doo doo bow
[Pre-Chorus 2: Rosé; JiSoo]
Yah yah yah BOOMBAYAH
Click clack, botta bing, botta boom
Raise your glass to the roof like jjang jjang jjang

BLACKPINK – Wishtle Japanese (Sub Español)

心が高鳴ってるわ
フィパラムパラムパラム
フィパラム (uh)
[Chorus/Multiple]

ずっと求めてる ooh ooh
フィパラムパラムパラム
(R) 今はそばにいたいだけよ
行かないでそのまま
See me skrrt skrrt with it, watch you go go get it
フィパラム (uh)
Every time I show up, blow up, uh

Got my mind on my money and my money on my mind (uh) Dough

(Can you hear that?)
素敵あなたは
24/365 あなたが恋しいわ
フィパラム (uh)
Hey, boy
Just whistle to my heart
フィパラパラパラパム
When the sauce get to dripping I lick
感じて shhh!
All the boys stand in line just to check out
フィパラム (uh)
想い焦がれてFire

[Bridge: Jennie, JiSoo, Rosé]
(Can you hear that?)
I be feeling myself when you looking my way

[Chorus/Multiple]
Smooth criminal I’m bad, untouchable
ドキドキするわ boom boom
Every time I show up, blow up, uh
だんだん聞こえてくるわ
Make ’em whistle like a missile, bomb, bomb

(Can you hear that?)
心が高鳴ってるわ
忘れるわけない
あなたも同じ気持ちなら
Make ’em whistle like a missile, bomb, bomb
Baby put them lips together make that whistle blow
考えすぎず
Let me hear you whistle again
Got them begging, "give me some more"
行かないでそのまま

瞳に心が
Pull up on deck BlackPink write the check, boy
フィパラパラパラパム

Every time I show up, blow up, uh
[Verse 5: Lisa]
Every time I show up, blow up, uh
(Jen.) 出会いが過ぎ去る風ではないように
Aiming for your heart I’m gonna see you darlin’

Make ’em whistle like a missile, bomb, bomb
[Verse 1: Rosé & Lisa]

だんだん聞こえてくるわ
[Pre-Chorus: Rosé; JiSoo]
フィパラムパラムパラム
Every day all day
そばにいてずっと zoom zoom
Forget about the back, imma blow day’s worth out
(This beat got me feelin’ like)

[Verse 4: Jennie; JiSoo]
喋らないで
[Outro: Lisa]
昼も夜にも

[Verse 2: Jennie]
あなたも同じ気持ちなら
フィパラパラパラパム
So hot so hot
It won’t really work if ya pose(?)
Hold up
フィパラムパラムパラム
音符が聞こえる
フィパラパラパラパム
[Hook: Lisa]
(Ji.) 言葉はいらない
想い焦がれて Fire
Uh every day I’m stylin’
[Intro: JiSoo]
(Can you hear that?)
ドキドキするわ boom boom
Watch your queen, checkmate for the win

[Pre-Chorus: JiSoo; Rosé]
Killin’ everything in my way I’m wildin’
Make ’em whistle like a missile, bomb, bomb

BLACKPINK – Stay Japanese (Sub Español)

私がいて当たり前で 君らしいね
When you’re gone I can’t tell if my heart’s even beatin’
そばにいて stay with me

When the night gets dark Iemme be your fire
ごめんねも何もなくひとりで自分励まして

こんなに泣かせるのに
そろそろ別れようと鏡に呟くの
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
[Pre-Chorus: Jisoo]
どうしても君じゃなきゃ駄目なの

でもまだ大好きで
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
[Verse 1: Rosé]

だけど stay stay stay with me
でもまだ大好きで
切なく流れるメロディー
ねぇお願いだからそばからもう離れないでよ
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
[Hook: Lisa, All, Rosé]
Here’s a letter from me to you
切なく流れるメロディー
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
この真っ暗な空に吸い込まれちゃう前に

そばにいて stay with me
[Chorus: Jisoo, Lisa, Jennie]
永遠ではなくてもいいから
[Verse 2: Jennie]

そばにいて stay with me

[Pre-Chorus: Rosé]

I just want you to stay
So stay, I know you gotta be tired
この頃慣れてきたよその無口な態度に
[Verse 4: Lisa]
そばにいて stay with me

この真っ暗な空に吸い込まれちゃう前に
[Hook: Lisa, All, Rosé]
こんなに泣かせるのに
It goes a little something like
そばにいて stay with me
In the world full of lies, my only truth (it’s or is) you
永遠ではなくてもいいから

Never tell me where, never tell me what’s the reason
その香りは甘い felony
その香りは甘い felony
ねぇお願いだからそばからもう離れないでよ
不器用なその言葉で不意に傷ついて
[Chorus: Rosé, Jennie]
It goes a little something like
今日もまた戻ってはこないかと不安で
[Verse 3: Jennie]
Lalalalalala Lalalalalala Lalalalalala
[Hook: Lisa, All, Rosé]
永遠ではなくてもいいから
It goes a little something like
どうしても君じゃなきゃ駄目なの
Sometimes I think it’s just for you that I live and breath in
I said I wanted you to stay but you’re always leavin’