MIC Drop - BTS, Steve Aoki

Yeah, 누가 내 수저 더럽대

I don't care, 마이크 잡음 금수저 여럿 패

버럭해 잘 못 익은 것들 스테끼 여러 개

거듭해서 씹어줄게 스타의 저녁에

World business (Bang, bang) 핵심

섭외 1순위 (Clap, clap) 매진

많지 않지 이 class 가칠 만끽

좋은 향기에 악췬 반칙

Mic, mic bungee

Mic, mic bungee, bright light 전진

망할 거 같았겠지만 I'm fine, sorry

미안해, Billboard, 미안해, worldwide

아들이 넘 잘나가서 미안해 엄마

대신해줘 니가 못한 효도

우리 콘서트 절대 없어 포도

I do it, I do it 넌 맛없는 라따뚜이

혹 배가 아프다면 고소해, sue it

Did you see my bag?

Did you see my bag?

트로피들로 백이 가득해

How you think 'bout that?

How you think 'bout that?

Hater들은 벌써 학을 떼

이미 황금빛 황금빛 나의 성공

I'm so firin', firin' 성화봉송

너는 황급히 황급히 도망 숑숑

How you dare?

How you dare?

How you dare?

내 손에 트로피 아 너무 많아

너무 heavy 내 두 손이 모잘라 (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

발 발 조심, 너네 말 말 조심

Lodi dodi, 아 너무 바빠

너무 busy 내 온몸이 모잘라 (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

(발 발 조심, 너네 말 말 조심)

이거 완전 네 글자, 사필귀정 ah

Once upon a time, 이솝우화 fly

니 현실을 봐라 쌔 쌤통

지금 죽어도 난 개행복 (Turn it up)

이번엔 어느 나라 가 (Ooh)

비행기 몇 시간을 타 (Hey)

Yeah, I'm on the mountain, yeah, I'm on the bay (Bay)

무대에서 탈진, MIC drop, bam

Did you see my bag?

Did you see my bag?

트로피들로 백이 가득해

How you think 'bout that?

How you think 'bout that?

Hater들은 벌써 학을 떼

이미 황금빛 황금빛 나의 성공

I'm so firin', firin' 성화봉송

너는 황급히 황급히 도망 숑숑

How you dare?

How you dare?

How you dare?

내 손에 트로피 아 너무 많아

너무 heavy 내 두 손이 모잘라 (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

발 발 조심, 너네 말 말 조심

Lodi dodi, 아 너무 바빠

너무 busy 내 온몸이 모잘라 (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

(발 발 조심, 너네 말 말 조심)

Haters gon' hate

Players gon' play

Live a life, man

Good luck

더 볼 일 없어, 마지막 인사야

할 말도 없어, 사과도 하지 마

더 볼 일 없어, 마지막 인사야

할 말도 없어, 사과도 하지 마

잘 봐 넌 그 꼴 나지

우린 탁 쏴 마치 콜라지

너의 각막 깜짝 놀라지

꽤 꽤, 폼나지 포 포 폼나지, yeah

Yeah, who says my spoon is dirty

I don't care, mic noise, several golden spoons

A lot of uncooked steaks

I'll chew you over and over again on a star's evening

World business (Bang, bang) core

1st selection (Clap, clap) sold out

Not many, enjoy the value of this class

A foul against a good scent

Mic, mic bungee

Mic, mic bungee, bright light

I thought it would be ruined, but I'm fine, sorry

I'm sorry, Billboard, I'm sorry, worldwide

I'm sorry my son is doing so well, Mom.

Replace me, the filial piety that you didn’t do

We never have a concert, grapes

I do it, I do it, you are a tasteless ratatouille

If your stomach hurts, sue it, sue it

Did you see my bag?

Did you see my bag?

Bag full of trophies

How you think 'bout that?

How you think 'bout that?

Haters have already taken off their cranes

My success is already golden, golden

I'm so firin', firin' torch relay

You run away in a hurry

How you dare?

How you dare?

How you dare?

I have too many trophies in my hand

It's too heavy, my hands are not enough (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

Watch your feet, watch your words

Lodi dodi, ah so busy

I'm too busy, my whole body is exhausted (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

(Watch your feet, watch your words)

These are all four letters, privately written gwijeong ah

Once upon a time, Aesop's Fables fly

look at your reality

Even if I die now, I’m happy with my dog ​​(Turn it up)

Which country are you going to this time (Ooh)

How many hours on a plane (Hey)

Yeah, I'm on the mountain, yeah, I'm on the bay (Bay)

Exhaustion on stage, MIC drop, bam

Did you see my bag?

Did you see my bag?

Bag full of trophies

How you think 'bout that?

How you think 'bout that?

Haters have already taken off their cranes

My success is already golden, golden

I'm so firin', firin' torch relay

You run away in a hurry

How you dare?

How you dare?

How you dare?

I have too many trophies in my hand

It's too heavy, my hands are not enough (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

Watch your feet, watch your words

Lodi dodi, ah so busy

I'm too busy, my whole body is exhausted (Turn it up, now!)

MIC Drop, MIC Drop

(Watch your feet, watch your words)

Haters gon' hate

Players gon' play

Live a life, man

good luck

There's nothing more to see, it's my last goodbye

No words to say, no apologies

There's nothing more to see, it's my last goodbye

No words to say, no apologies

take a look, you look like that

We hit it like a collage

I'm amazed at your cornea

Pretty pretty, poofy for pompous, yeah