Lyric: Telephone by Red Handed Denial

Telephone

Red Handed Denial

GENRE

Rock

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Hello, hello, baby, you called?
I can't hear a thing
I have got no service in the club, you say, say?
Wha-wha-what did you say?
Are you breaking up on me?
Sorry, I cannot hear you, I'm kind of busy
Just a second, it's my favorite song they're gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh
You should've made some plans with me, you knew that I was free
And now you won't stop calling me, I'm kind of busy
Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop callin', stop callin', I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop telephoning me (stop telephoning me)
I'm busy
Stop telephoning me (stop telephoning me)
Call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Boy, the way you blowing up my phone
Won't make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster, leave my girls no faster
I should've left my phone at home 'cause this is a disaster
Callin' like a collector
Sorry, I cannot answer
It's not that I don't like you, I'm just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone ringing
Sometimes I feel like I live in Grand Central Station
Tonight I'm not taking no calls 'cause I'll be dancing
I'll be dancing, I'll be dancing
Tonight I'm not taking no calls, 'cause I'll be dancing
Stop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna think anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop calling, stop calling, I don't wanna talk anymore
I left my head and my heart on the dance floor
Stop telephoning me (stop telephoning me)
I'm busy
Stop telephoning me (stop telephoning me)
Call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
Call all you want, but there's no one home
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I'm out in the club and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
My telephone, my telephone
'Cause I'm out in the club, and I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone

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TO1 - 매운맛 lyrics

매운맛

TO1

GENRE

Pop

SPOTIFY APPLE MUSIC AMAZON MUSIC DEEZER

[tiowon "maeunmat" gasa]

[Intro]
Ho, you know what it is?
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Verse 1]
Taoreuneun bunwigineun imi jitge
Seumyeodeureotji na moripae deo gipge
Nae immatdaero I drip it on
(Hot, hot) that's what I like
I neukkim we cooking it spice it up
Ttaettaero jillin i beat wireul whip it up
Oh, can't stop bulgeojineun red light
Ullineun siren

[Refrain]
Oh, jeonggeul soge
Gyeonggohadeut pohyohae, growlin'
Oh, deombyeodo dwae
I'm gonna fight jichil ttaekkaji
Oh, boyeojulge slay
Jaedeungjang dongsi da uimi eomneun play, ah
Ttodasi sijakdoen another round
Jeo wiro jeo wiro ollaga high

[Pre-Chorus]
Naagaryeo hae, hae
Geochin i way-ay
Namgyeojulge
Hyeokkeutui pain, oh, na, na
Ajjilhan Taste Taste
Machimnae alge dwae

[Chorus]
Drop it like a hot sauce (Hey)
Hot sauce
Drop it like a hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Verse 2]
Nan an hae da biseuthan
Geu aemaehan saekkkalbodaneun deo giga makineun i Taste ah
Oh baro neukkyeojineun ireon neukkimjeogin neukkim neukkimi machi
Chukbaewa celebrate (Let's go)
Baek percent, no fake, no pain, no gain (Na Na)
Maeil deyeo eodeonaen resipi
Saekkkareun red wine

[Refrain]
Oh (Ho) bulkkochi pyeo
Swiji ana nae palgwa dari (bulkkochi pige Burn)
Oh (Ho) memareun stage
Ttameuro jeoksyeo adeurenallin (Let's get it on)
Oh, drop eonjena maxed out
Gotta get your face down
An ppuryeo nan biseuthan geon muriji
Ttodasi sijakdoen another round
Jeo wiro jeo wiro ollaga, high

[Pre-Chorus]
Deopchiryeo hae hae (deopchiryeo hae)
Keodaran red wave (keodaran wave)
Gangnyeolhage
Saegyeo my name, oh, na, na
Ajjilhan taste, taste
Machimnae alge dwae

[Chorus]
Drop it like a hot sauce (Hey)
Hot sauce
Drop it like a hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Post-Chorus]
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Bridge]
Oh han bangulssik jeoksin game
Kkeunimeopsi chatge dwae
Neul wonhaetdeon jageugeul igose
Nunape boyeojulge

[Outro]
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce (Hot sauce)
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce (No, woah)
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce100[Intro]
Ho, you know what it is?
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Verse 1]
Taoreuneun bunwigineun imi jitge
Seumyeodeureotji na moripae deo gipge
Nae immatdaero I drip it on
(Hot, hot) that's what I like
I neukkim we cooking it spice it up
Ttaettaero jillin i beat wireul whip it up
Oh, can't stop bulgeojineun red light
Ullineun siren

[Refrain]
Oh, jeonggeul soge
Gyeonggohadeut pohyohae, growlin'
Oh, deombyeodo dwae
I'm gonna fight jichil ttaekkaji
Oh, boyeojulge slay
Jaedeungjang dongsi da uimi eomneun play, ah
Ttodasi sijakdoen another round
Jeo wiro jeo wiro ollaga high

[Pre-Chorus]
Naagaryeo hae, hae
Geochin i way-ay
Namgyeojulge
Hyeokkeutui pain, oh, na, na
Ajjilhan Taste Taste
Machimnae alge dwae

[Chorus]
Drop it like a hot sauce (Hey)
Hot sauce
Drop it like a hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Verse 2]
Nan an hae da biseuthan
Geu aemaehan saekkkalbodaneun deo giga makineun i Taste ah
Oh baro neukkyeojineun ireon neukkimjeogin neukkim neukkimi machi
Chukbaewa celebrate (Let's go)
100% no fake, no pain, no gain (Na Na)
Maeil deyeo eodeonaen resipi
Saekkkareun red wine

[Refrain]
Oh (Ho) bulkkochi pyeo
Swiji ana nae palgwa dari (bulkkochi pige Burn)
Oh (Ho) memareun stage
Ttameuro jeoksyeo adeurenallin (Let's get it on)
Oh, drop eonjena maxed out
Gotta get your face down
An ppuryeo nan biseuthan geon muriji
Ttodasi sijakdoen another round
Jeo wiro jeo wiro ollaga, high

[Pre-Chorus]
Deopchiryeo hae hae (deopchiryeo hae)
Keodaran red wave (keodaran wave)
Gangnyeolhage
Saegyeo my name, oh, na, na
Ajjilhan taste, taste
Machimnae alge dwae

[Chorus]
Drop it like a hot sauce (Hey)
Hot sauce
Drop it like a hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Post-Chorus]
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

[Bridge]
Oh han bangulssik jeoksin game
Kkeunimeopsi chatge dwae
Neul wonhaetdeon jageugeul igose
Nunape boyeojulge

[Outro]
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce (Hot sauce)
Drippin' hot sauce
Drippin', drippin' hot sauce (No, woah)
We gonna, we gonna, we gonna rock
Jeo wiro jeo wiro high
Taoreul deut tteugeopge
Drop it like a hot sauce

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Von Pi'erre - This War! lyrics

This War!

Von Pi'erre

GENRE

Rap

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[Chorus]
I tried to hide my thoughts inside
This war I fight, thought I'd never make it
So now I ride to be top 5
Just give me time, 'cause I'm gonna make it

[Verse 1]
I'm a fuckin' activist
Active rappin' adequate
All these niggas add and quit
I just add and build my shit
Fuckin' with the diesels like hackin' a shack
I hack when I rap, I'm hackin' my defense
I mack, immaculate cap
When I snap, I'm twist 'cause I pair with my blacks
No cap in my facts
You see I abolished these tracks with these flames I pack when I spass
Like some jazz, the blues that I saw in my hood were packed with a gat
Ain't no talkin race on a track, niggas get defensive in that
All these rappers gettin' attacked for expressin' views and it's sad
Fuck it, I got some thoughts
Why the fuck we scared of the cops?
Why the cops can kill us and walk among people while we just rot?
In a cell with no one to sell
This world is wicked as hell
Depicted the fuckin' image of racial justice as well
[Chorus]
I tried to hide my thoughts inside
This war I fight, thought I'd never make it
So now I ride to be top 5
Just give me time, 'cause I'm gonna make it

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna fuckin' make it
When I see it, I'ma take it
Opportunity is sacred, everyday I pray to break it
Keep my lyrics in mind because I flow so divine
I'm fuckin' finer than wine
My rhymes'll shine through your mind, it's like
My verse can hold a semi-truck
You talkin' shit, no semi-fucks are given when I'm spittin'
These writtens different, I'm superstitious
Ghost niggas, leavin' their body rotten
I'm body shottin', body dropped
They cough 'cause I'm sick in spite of my haters talkin'
All these niggas wanna talk but they never walkin' the walk
I be walkin' out in my socks and I back it up with my talk
I'm ahead of niggas at top like a bitty suckin' my cock
I'm not cocky-confident dawg, there's a difference
I know my flaws

[Outro]
I tried to..
I tried to..
I tried to..
But I'm gonna make it

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