Сайт фанатов группы «КуБа»

Rhythm is a dancer
It’s a soul’s companion
You can feel it everywhere, mmm
Lift your hands and voices
Free your mind and join us
You can feel it in the air

Oh, it’s a passion
Oh, you can feel it in the air
Oh, it’s a passion
Oh
Yeah, yeah
Oh
Yeah
Rhythm is a dancer

[Beat Drop]

Rhythm is a dancer
You can feel it the air

You can feel it, yeah
Oh, oh
You can feel it, yeah
Oh, oh

Rhythm is a dancer
It’s a soul’s companion
You can feel it everywhere, oh
Lift your hands and voices
Free your mind and join us

Oh, it’s a passion
Oh, you can feel it in the air
Oh, it’s a passion
Oh
Yeah, yeah
Oh
Yeah
Rhythm is a dancer

[Beat Drop]

Rhythm is a dancer
You can feel it the air
Rhythm is a dancer

[Verse 1]
Day and night
Your love is like a crayon
Keep me locked in tight, tight
I’m sinking in your bedroom

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t help this
Distance between us is bringing us closer
I know I’m finding this

[Chorus]
Sun on my hands and the wind in my hair
Never be back, I don’t care
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving
I had a dream far away, far away
Walking, I need to go find it
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving

[Verse 2]
Night and day
I’m speeding on the highway, mhm
Skyline, won’t nothing stand in my way

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t help this feeling
I’m losing myself to the same shit
I know I’ll finally miss it

[Chorus]
Sun on my hands and the wind in my hair
Never be back, I don’t care
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving
I had a dream far away, far away
Walking, I need to go find it
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving

[Bridge]
(Wanna go driving, wanna go
Wanna go driving, wanna go
Wanna go driving, oh
Wanna go driving, oh)

Oh, When you’re everywhere I go go, I’m diving in my own road
I’m letting down my window driving
When you’re everywhere I go go, I’m letting down my window driving
I’m revving on my road, driving

With the sun on my hands and the wind in my hair
Never be back, I don’t care
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving
I had a dream far away, far away
Walking, I need to go find it
I wanna go driving, just wanna go driving

[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
You don’t gotta tell me ’bout your body count
I don’t gotta know your ex’s name
‘Cause if it just so happens that you turn around and ask me
I think you might feel some type of way
I dodge dick on the daily, yeah
I know it’s funny but it’s true
And I bought this Mercedes all by myself
Got the papers to prove

[Chorus]
We don’t need no one, yo, tryna take our freedom, yo
Time won’t let you stay young
So we don’t care what they say
We gon’ love who we wanna love

[Post-Chorus]
Love, yo, love, yo, love
We gon’ love who we wanna love
Love, yo, love, yo
We don’t care what they say
We gon’ love who we wanna love

[Verse 2]
You don’t gotta tell me ’bout your body count
Baby, I ain’t gonna post you on my page
‘Cause odds are that goodbyes are cumming soon
So maybe you should put a rubber on your heart before it breaks
‘Cause all your friends want my baby
I know it’s funny but it’s true
But some nights I would rather make love to myself
Singing to my own damn tune

[Chorus]
We don’t need no one tryna take our freedom
Time won’t let you stay young
So we don’t care what they say
We gon’ love who we wanna love

[Post-Chorus]
Love, yo, love, yo, love
We gon’ love who we wanna love
Love, yo, love, yo
We don’t care what they say
We gon’ love who we wanna love

[Outro]
I saw my ex and then I swerved, sue me
Miss me with that bullshit for the birds, sue me
I know they did me dirty while I still had the title
But I don’t hold any anger, I just swerve, Hallelujah
Yeah, yeah, Hallelujah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I swear I said [?]

I wonder, baby, do I even bother
Do you ever think about me?
Bought you Balenciaga and Prada
That boujee kinda love ain’t shit
I wonder, baby, do I even bother
Do you ever think about me?
Bought you Balenciaga and Prada
Do you ever? Do you ever?

Bought you Balenciaga, bought you Balenciaga
Do you ever
Bought you Balenciaga
Do you ever think about me?

[Drop]

I wonder, baby, do I even bother
Do you ever think about me?
Bought you Balenciaga and Prada
That boujee kinda love ain’t shit
I wonder, baby, do I even bother
Do you ever think about me?
Bought you Balenciaga and Prada
Do you ever? Do you ever?

Bought you Balenciaga, bought you Balenciaga
Do you ever
Bought you Balenciaga
Do you ever think about me?

[Drop]

[Verse 1: Dua Lipa]
You call me all friendly
Tellin’ me how much you miss me
That’s funny, I guess you’ve heard my songs
Well, I’m too busy for your business
Go find a girl who wants to listen
‘Cause if you think I was born yesterday, you have got me wrong

[Pre-Chorus: Dua Lipa]
So I cut you off
I don’t need your love
‘Cause I already cried enough
I’ve been done
I’ve been movin’ on since we said goodbye
I cut you off
I don’t need your love
So you can try all you want
Your time is up, I’ll tell you why

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
So save it, get gone, shut up
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck (Don’t give a fuck)
Well, boy, I don’t give a…

[Verse 2: Rich Brian]
Yeah
Talk every day, like we best friends
Every time we out on a date, we’re engaged
I can smell the love in the air, it’s a fragrance
If the restaurant ain’t open, we gon’ make it
Acting nonchalant, but I see through it so clear
Told her “What the hell you gon’ do when I’m not here?”
Yeah, we having fun, but baby, we ain’t 14
Know that this will probably fuck me up [?]
Talkin’ bout a story like we don’t got problems
But I know it too well, could you just be honest?
Wishing this a fairytale, I told her
[?] having good times but it ain’t the right time
And now I don’t want to lose this shit we got goin’ on
I say we keep [?] what’s next
I don’t give a fuck

[Chorus: Dua Lipa]
You say you’re sorry, but it’s too late now
So save it, get gone, shut up
‘Cause if you think I care about you now
Well, boy, I don’t give a fuck (Don’t give a fuck)
Well, boy, I don’t give a…

[Post-Chorus]
I see you tryna’ get to me
I see you beggin’ on your knees
Boy, I don’t give a fuck
So stop tryna’ get to me
Tch, get up off your knees
‘Cause, boy, I don’t give a fuck