Letra de Super Bowl - Stray Kids

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 everything, we are the ultimate gang

Fresh taste, fresh scent, fresh shape, fresh everything

Came for a bite, now you're so addicted, yeah, thank you, come again

Everything you craving, yeah, it's all me

Everything invented, that was all me, yeah

Hell of a line, yeah, I know it's hella fine

Hell's Kitchen, tasting divine

You feel it in your system, you want it more

Different new flavors

Our dish here's so bussin'

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

Feeling prime, state of mind (Shh)

Finger lickin', yeah, we cookin' up a Super Bowl

Mixin' this and all that, dish be lookin' like fusion

Take a photo, it's bussin' even in lowest resolution

Scrolling through your feed, you see me cookin' up your timeline

I eat up everybody's like and share, hottest trend, ha

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, ha

Hell of a line, yeah, I know it's hella fine

Hell's Kitchen, tasting divine

You feel it in your system, you want it more

Different new flavors

Our dish here's so bussin'

Finger lickin', yeah, we cookin' up a Super Bowl

In the kitchen, Michelin, irresistible

Feeling prime, state of mind (Shh)

Finger lickin', yeah, we cookin' up a Super Bowl

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)

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

Feeling prime, state of mind (Shh)

Finger lickin', yeah, we cookin' up a Super Bowl

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