(Yo Eskeez, kill the rhythm and burst it) Mo wo'le pelu fresh (fresh), fine boy looking really sharp (sharp) All the girls don wet bipe wonshi tap These niggas don't really know me, why dem dey cap? Na the shayo we dey buy dey make dem dey lap (lap) Rich young and wild and I get skuri (skuri) Came in with the gang and I wear hoodie (hoodie) Way back, mo man ge punk bi Muri Swag mi ti change l'oshe dabi pe o mo mi ri (mi ri) Spend money, blow money, jo falala All the girls in the club say dem wan falala The man back to the crib and dem want swalala Dem want take R&B go spoil my own Galala Mmm, come here, masun, ma falala All the boys wey dey for that corner, won'she arawa Kosi, di'ke di'ke but a'n di garawa K'ama ja, k'ama Jalingo de Taraba Mm, mama (mama, ooh) Bring that thing over to dada This is more than a standard This is hardcore, omo, nobody badder You can be my Queen Alexander Kini toh pon s'eyin issa banger Emi l'owo l'owo ti mo fe squander Yebariba, kileleyi? It's a banger Yepa (yepa), yeba (yeba) Kileleyi? (Kileleyi?), ile'ka (ile'ka) You dey chop better, you dey lem tight See ikebe, see thigh No, don't do me subudabadubu ('dubu) Mofe mafo sie l'ara biti Shakazulu (Shakazulu), mm K'ama ga, k'ama kuru (k'ama kuru) K'ama lalakibo, k'ama kasabubu ('bubu) Spend money, blow money, jo falala All the girls in the club say dem wan falala The man back to the crib and dem want swalala Dem want take R&B go spoil my own Galala Mmm, come here, masun, ma falala All the boys wey dey for that corner, won'she arawa Kosi, di'ke di'ke but a'n di garawa K'ama ja, k'ama Jalingo de Taraba Mm, mama (mama, ooh) Bring that thing over to dada This is more than a standard This is hardcore, omo, nobody badder You can be my Queen Alexander Kini toh pon s'eyin issa banger Emi l'owo l'owo ti mo fe squander Yebariba, kileleyi? It's a banger (Kpan-kpan, kpan-kpan) (Kpan-kpan, kpan-kpan)

В его глазах ты не увидишь страх, лишь голод до побед Силен и молод, как на поле боя и готов к войне Волчий оскал и хищник в клетке ждет: кто будет на обед В его глазах можно прочесть "недостижимой цели нет" На старт, первый раунд (бам бам бам) - летят удары (бам, бам) - с левой с правой Слева, справа Давай покажи на что способен, (эй!) В этих кулаках твой козырь - бей Силы на исходе, что? терпеть Через не могу, на волевых к победе Перед глазами пелена в мыслях туман Сперва удар, затем упал, нокдаун И кажется нет сил и что ты проиграл Но ты встаёшь и забираешь раунд Хардкор (хардкор) Хардкор (хардкор) Хардкор (хардкор) Кто здесь чемпион Хардкор (хардкор) Хардкор (хардкор) Хардкор (хардкор) Кто здесь чемпион

Oooooooh oooooooh I know we We got way too much in common It's obvious we can't be friends You can never keep a promise And I don't even trust myself I need your energy I want your company We were too good to be true I need you, honestly Don't care 'bout honesty Say I'm the one for you Baby tell me lies If you need to Cause I just want your body next to mine Promise I'll be fine But I need you To take me back and take me back in time Baby tell me lies Oooooooh oooooooh Like how you Didn't stay late at the party No reception when I called Didn't hook up with nobody It was so predictable I need your energy I want your company We were too good to be true I need you, honestly Don't care 'bout honesty Say I'm the one for you Baby tell me lies If you need to Cause I just want your body next to mine Promise I'll be fine But I need you To take me back and take me back in time Baby tell me lies Oooooooh oooooooh To take me back and take me back in time Baby tell me lies

I thought we had a vibe (vibe) Thought it was a real thing You say what you mean thing You feel what I feel thing Higher than the ceiling Taller than a building Damn you if you leave thing We was like, we was like a movie My bad, I was just assuming Now you treat me like you never knew me Good luck trying to find a new me I thought we had a vibe (vibe) A vibe, a vibe, a vibe, a vibe I thought we had a vibe (vibe) It's gon' take, it's gon' take a while, a while You said, That's making no sense I said, You're making no sense I gave a hundred percent Thought it was something I said Thought we had a vibe (vibe) I don't want excuses, I don't wanna see your friends If I called you lately, I was pocket dialing Did myself a favor, cut you off again If you don't feel it, don't pretend We was like, we was like a movie My bad, I was just assuming Now you treat me like you never knew me Good luck trying to find a new me I thought we had a vibe (vibe) A vibe, a vibe, a vibe, a vibe I thought we had a vibe (vibe) It's gon' take, it's gon' take a while, a while You said, That's making no sense I said, You're making no sense I gave a hundred percent Thought it was something I said Thought we had a vibe (vibe) Please don't waste none of my time When you're lonely in the night I don't see you in my life Please don't call me when you're drunk Sayin' alone again (No, no) I thought we had a vibe (I thought we had a vibe) A vibe, a vibe, a vibe, a vibe I thought we had a vibe It's gon' take, it's gon' take a while, a while You said, That's making no sense I said, You're making no sense I gave a hundred percent Thought it was something I said Thought we had a vibe (vibe)

First, I'll make it complicated Then I disappear when it gets hard (oh-oh-oh) Do my best to suffocate it Tryna make it stop before it starts (oh-oh-oh) I got reasons Acting like I got no feelings I keep on making excuses I can't hold onto the good things, oh Hate to do this But the truth is, my heart's got bruises Never meant to hurt no one I'm not the one, don't take it personal (oh-oh-oh) To everyone I used to know I think you should know that it wasn't intentional (ooh-ooh) I got reasons My feelings change like the seasons I keep on making excuses I can't hold onto the good things, oh Hate to do this, but the truth is, my heart's got bruises (bruises) Can't trust nobody, it's stupid, oh Hate to do this, but the truth is, my heart's got bruises Sometimes, I wanna cry Some nights, I really love myself Sometimes, I'm doing fine So tell me I can go to hell I keep on making excuses I can't hold onto the good things, no, no, no Hate to do this, but the truth is, my heart's got bruises (Bruises) Can't trust nobody, it's stupid, oh-oh-oh Hate to do this, but the truth is, my heart's got bruises