I'm whiskey in a bottle now Put your hands to the sky (Lalalalalalalalalaa) I'm a bullet in the barrel with a hair pin trigger now Yeah I'm a landslide I'm a head case train wreck avalanche comin' down I'm a ready made party Still on that ass like

Singing la lalalalala la la And the night over London lay At night they would go walking 'till the breaking of the day The morning is for sleeping Through the dark streets, they go searching, to see God in their own way Save the nighttime for your

Just when things are getting complicated in the eye of the storm She flicks a red-hot revelation off the tip of her tongue It does a dozen somersaults and it leaves you supercharged Makes me wanna blow her candles out just to see if you glow in the dark

このまま (lalala) lalala Sweet sweetなフレンドシップ 風に吹かれ濡れた髪が揺れる キミの姿少し前に見える 叶わない想い。と知りながら ぐんと上がってく夏のヒート

Supersymmetry Ah, lalala lala Supersymmetry (supersymmetry) I know you're living in my mind It's not the same as being alive If telling the truth is not polite Then I guess you'll have to fight Then I guess we'll have to fight I lived for a year, in the

Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort lalalalalalala Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort oué ho Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort Dis-moi quand est-ce qu’on s’endort lalalalalalala pagé zoum zégé zoum zoum zégé zoum zoum Quand est-ce qu’on s’endort Il est 5h du mat’ Les moutons

It's funny how they act now It's funny how they change up quick It's funny 'cause they ain't on shit I'm laughin' like lalalalalala Nanananananananana Nananananana Just 'cause I don't say anythin' doesn't mean I don't see it Mmm, it's funny how they act

Vou chacoalhar, vou chacoalhar, vou chacoalhar O copo com gelo, pra bebida misturar Ôlêlê, ôlêlêlê Ôlala, ôlalala Bum ti, bum ti Hoje é lá em casa Festa na piscina Pode chamar as minas

Oooooh weee, ooh wee, (la-la-la-la, lalalalalala) Yo, what's the deal, nigga? Ain't nuthin' pa, we just here and all that Trynna get our head rights, get this money right You know what I'm sayin', you know how it go Just another day in the hood

Ien-cli à la puce Ien-cli dans le binks Promenade, surveillant Nourrice bienveillante Les frérots sortent du parlu, mula calé dans l'anus Et j'préfère compter mes liasses que de compter sur les gens Olalala, olalala C'est le ghetto, c'est la réelle life