Lyrics:
à 3 PM
Y a ceux qui font et ceux qui rêvent
Levez vos verres à la mienne
J'les regarde, j'me sens comme Alien
Elle m'donne un peu d'son ADN
Mais
Commander, your mission is to
Destroy aliens good luck!
Hey, Kleener, kauf dir einen Krieg!
Nimm Knete mit, viel Geld - viel Sieg
Zerstör' die
szív a kicsi bírja
hol a hús mit az Alien kirág
Minden napra jár egy büdös nagy pofon
bónusz hogyha már nem veszed zokon
bárhonnan jöttél nem
an alien moon
That hangs between darkness and light
Latitude between me and you
You're a straight line of distance
A cold stretch of black across blue
Makes my hair stand up on end
Something alien happening
Synchronize but don't comprehend
'Cause where I stop, that's where you begin
Another
an alien moon
That hangs between darkness and light
Latitude between me and you
You're a straight line of distance
A cold stretch of black across blue
changes
It's almost like we're strangers
It's almost like we're strangers
Aliens in different spaces
There's been some changes
There's been some
ansaphone
Climax out of blue
Is it just another high?
No there must be something new
Now that I'm so alien
Entering the atmosphere
Don't know what is waiting
jumpin', spot jumpin')
It's so many aliens, I knew aliens was real (we be in this bitch all the time)
I'm finna go holler at them (this shit like Club 559,
jumpin', spot jumpin')
It's so many aliens, I knew aliens was real (we be in this bitch all the time)
I'm finna go holler at them (this shit like Club 559,
These niggas tryna see how I don't see niggas
'Cause when I look in the mirror I see me, nigga
Like the aliens, you better come in peace, nigga
Or I'm
her with my Nikes on
Know I gotta put my team on
SossHouse, yeah, she's home
Givin' me Georgia Dome, yeah
Outer space love we be geeked up
Alien, yeah,
got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (I told you??)
You've got a monster ? in your parasol (x-nay?)
Paul's sister is an alien, oh well
Get yo ass, now yo ass like Stranger Things
I'm an alien, these bitches think I'm Stranger Things
She ain't wanna listen to a nigga CD
Big blood,
freaking out
Out in space they're a sexy race
But aliens are not my piece of cake
Android sex and little dicks
Martians don't give me no kicks
There's
I was freaking out
Out in space they're a sexy race
But aliens are not my piece of cake
Android sex have little dicks
Martians don't give me
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones
on the outside My legs and arms are lead, feeling love from no one
Could have floated My head weighs ninety-pounds and I've been down
My friends are aliens
sih)
Alien badness, I stay wid a 'matic
And don't play wid di badness, and don't ramp with Khaled
Never believe in us, God did, dat's why we roll
round
I want to stop
Bittersweet again
Her opening move
Down and out in black
Soft shiny and smooth
Looks like the alien
Crowd got groove
She
aluminum foil (foil)
Wear a hat that's foil lined
In case an alien's inclined
To probe your butt or read your mind
Looks a bit peculiar ('culiar)
Seems
didn’t! Then you went
To look for aliens
Me and Kid Cudi are aliens right here
Bro! The vibes is back!
Aye, John
Take it all the way back to the beginning
Franca
Rah, rah la Franca rah, rah la Franca
Rah, rah la Francaaaa
Bonsoir paris! je vous adores!
Je ne suis pas une femme
Je ne suis pas un ALIEN!
Je ne
to look for aliens me
And Kid Cudi are aliens, right here
Bruh! The vibes is back ayy, John, take
Take all the way back to the thing take
Me all the way
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