Headspin, bass drop—neon riot in my veins,

Iggy reloaded, Grande moon-walkin’ on the refrain.

Devastator chopped the beat, noodles whipped it into lace,

808s like brass knuckles kissing glass in outer space.

I told ya “I got one less problem,” but the remix just gave me ten,

subwoofer gunnin’ like a pheromone—guess who’s back in your head again?

Silver bullet syllables, riding comet-tail kicks,

sparkin’ every synapse till the whole damn cosmos clicks.

I’m talkin’ bubblegum-pink Ferrari, rims so glossy they hurt,

Strawberry drip on the dash, got the whole world smellin’ like dessert.

Charli blow kisses like grenades, Iggy swing pearls like a lasso,

We crash the Cannes in stilettos, leave footprints in 24-karatasso.

Sippin’ neon champagne, every sip rewrite the syllabus,

Tell the DJ run it back—this beat just made a million myths of us.

Make it bounce

Make it bounce

Make it bounce bounce

Bounce (Originally Performed by Iggy Azalea) (Vocal Version) – Singer’s Edge Karaoke

I don’t wanna hurt ya but i’m about to work ya

Watch your mouth drop real low

I’m turning you up i’m burning the clutch

Full speed both feet to the floor feet to the floor

Dj running it back once more time to party that’s all i know

Grab somebody tell em baby baby baby let’s go

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Azalea – 米津玄師 (よねづ けんし)

TME享有本翻譯作品的著作權(quán)

詞：米津玄師

曲：米津玄師

編曲：米津玄師/Yaffle

咲いてた ほら殘してった挿し木の花

隨手扦插的枝條開了花

あの時(shí)のままだ

一如那時(shí)一般

私は ただ あの時(shí)と同じように

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Head swingin’ like a chandelier,

your “sorry” just a souvenir——

I’m neon, no brakes, blow the speakers,

kiss-off in three-part harmony.

Iggy cash-countin’ in the back seat,

bars cold like a mint-condition heartbreak.

You want the loop? Pay the meter.

Problem? That’s your name, not mine—

I’m the high note you can’t reach, baby,

watch me moonwalk out your timeline.