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Stray Kids Super Bowl Lyrics

Bang Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin, Felix, Han, Seungmin, and I.N, The Stray Kids drop “Super Bowl”.

SUPER BOWL LYRICS (Stray Kids)

Verse 1: Cookin’ up a storm, piece of cake (Cake, cake, cake) Spittin’ out that fire, feel the blaze (Feel the blaze) Takin’ over, we don’t play by the rules If you wanna feel alive, say the name (Say the name, say the name, name, name, name) Bellowin’ speakers, mic pop, filter Bass be kickin’ harder, got your head off kilter Keep your dirty hands off me I’ma show you just wait and see Dominate everythin’ we are the ultimate gang Fresh taste, fresh scent, fresh shape, fresh everythin’ Came for a bite, now you’re so addicted, yeah, thank you come again *Everythin’ you cravin’, yeah, it’s all me* *Everythin’ invented, that was all me, yeah*

Pre-Chorus: Hell of a line, yeah, I know it’s hella fine Hell’s Kitchen, tastin’ divine You feel it in your system, you want it more Different new flavors Our dish, here’s so bussin’

Chorus: Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl (Ah-ah) In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible (Ooh) Open wide (Ah), have a bite (What?) Make it mine, all the time (Ooh) Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible Feelin’ prime, state of mind (Shh) Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl

Verse 2: Mixin’ this and all that, dish be lookin’ like fusion Take a photo, it’s bussin’ even in lowest resolution Scrollin’ through your feed, you see me cookin’ up your timeline I eat up everybody’s like and share, hottest trend, hah Ayy, no pay, just free samples, heyday, ayy Product sold out, we the best in sellin’, ayy Order so much, trail of receipts blowin’ bang, bang Can’t resist it you’ll finish, every plate of leftovers, ah

Pre-Chorus Hell of a line, yeah, I know it’s hella fine Hell’s Kitchen, tastin’ divine You feel it in your system, you want it more Different new flavors Our dish, here’s so bussin’

Chorus: Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible Feelin’ prime, state of mind (Shh) Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl

Bridge: Counting stars, I feel the light Open my eyes in the darkest night Yeah, you know that it’s true, yeah You know it’s all for you, yeah, yeah I’ll do it again, just the way you want it I’ll do it again for the days to come If there’s a drought, never doubt, ’cause the clouds are like crowds behind us Yeah, we bring the rain (Cookin’ up a storm piece of cake, ah)

Chorus: Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl (Ah-ah) In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible (Ooh) Open wide (Ah), have a bite (What?) Make it mine, all the time (All the time, ooh) Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible Feelin’ prime, state of mind (Shh) Finger lickin’, yeah, we cookin’ up a Super Bowl

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