Lyrics:
to lean on, hey)
(Hey, hey)
A-A-All we need is somebody to lean on
(Major Lazer, hey)
Oh, oh-oh
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
tired of being in the shade
Calling Generals and Majors
Generals and Majors everywhere
Calling Generals and Majors, hey
Your World War III is
tired of being in the shade
Calling Generals and Majors
Generals and Majors everywhere
Calling Generals and Majors, hey
Your World War III is
Lip balm on watery clay
Relationships hey hey hey
You kiss like a rock but you know I need it anyway
Angle for the ringside seats
When they fall,
to lean on, hey)
(Hey, hey)
A-A-All we need is somebody to lean on
(Major Lazer, hey)
Oh, oh-oh
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
hey), gun (hey), gun (bu bu, hey)
Bullet in a gun
How many voices go unheard?
How many lessons never learned?
How many artists fear the light
Fear
Lip balm on watery clay
Relationships hey hey hey
You kiss like a rock but you know I need it anyway
Angle for the ringside seats
When they fall,
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Hey hey, hey hey, hey hey
Hey hey, marshall
Well, I'm headin' on out
Down to a major town
I'm gettin' hungry, I'm gettin' mean
I'm gettin' down on easy street
Any luck I can find
I'm
Sometimes I think we're the brightest stars
And I try to believe we'll find a way
Will life change when our hearts turn colder? (Major Lazer)
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
She'll drink it straight from the bottle, terra cotta jug,
From a boda bag coppin' a major buzz.
I say,
One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila-
Two
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Popcorn, hey
Major Barbara
Major Barbara
Major barbara sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair, that she made outta wood
So many
the composer
The artist is to remain true to himself
And to let the chips fall where they may
Hey let's have some fun this time
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
どう呼ばれたって (たって) 構わない I don't care, I don't care
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
やりたいように
I see ya, oh yeah. We're all artists here
And after all
An artist has got to suffer hey
An artist has got to suffer
An artist has got to suffer
Am I
doesn't even know where he's at"
And they sit in front of their tv
Sayin' "hey isn't this a lot of fun"
And they laugh at the artist
Saying "he don't
You can call me artist (artist)
You can call me idol (idol)
아님 어떤 다른 (다른)
뭐라 해도 I don't care (I don't care)
I'm proud of it (proud of it)
난
DJ Khaled
Pat 'em down, count the money, let 'em see the work (yeah)
That's the definition of a major key alert
Another nigga gotta die, won't
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
I love you baby,
Sure ain't gonna be your dog.
Hey hey. Hey hey, baby, hey.
Hey hey
Mr. Berman?
What?
We have Eminem here to see you
About fuckin' time
Send him in
Steve
Good to see you, man
Um, hey, I just
Well, look
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