[Verse 1: VilleGalle]
I walk into club, what's the boogie, I always need a mug
The list said it's my turn, DJ stopped his nonsense
Dames are always watching for him who made it happen
For him who drinks Dom in a corner table
You know, they are those PME tricksters
They won't take Visa there, only cold hard cash
You know the noise will be sick
When dame dances on a table and Levi's are ripping
There's piano carriers, there's piano players
There's those who work hard, and there's those who win
What are they looking for, well for our recipe
What are they looking for, well for the same effect
[Bridge: VilleGalle]
When you order bowls with me, you gonna have to last for two days
When you order those bowls with me, you gonna have to last for two days
[Chorus: Jare]
So many tens in their pockets
Lip syncs only
Jaws bang like pop corn
Guetta plays in the club
Some substitute for music
Jaws bang like pop corn
You make it bang like pop corn
You make it bang like pop corn
[Verse 2: Jare]
Who harvested it all last night (who)
If I wake up late, I do my work late
It makes him think but he still doesn't get it
I don't envy him though I would be in sleet
I'm not here to save money, that's what I know
It doesn't mess me up even though it's somehow familiar
CEO puts his drinks on me
Bro, I brought you some drinks, not just beer
And I'm not coming back tomorrow
You need someone to translate my talk
We do it, we don't try
But this is not our first time in the spotlight
[Bridge: VilleGalle]
When you order bowls with me, you gonna have to last for two days
When you order those bowls with me, you gonna have to last for two days
[Chorus: Jare]
So many tens in their pockets
Lip syncs only
Jaws bang like pop corn
Guetta plays in the club
Some substitute for music
Jaws bang like pop corn
You make it bang like pop corn
You make it bang like pop corn
[Bridge: Jare & VilleGalle]
This is cornish pop, for you like rock
you are waiting for the drop, this is cornish pop
This is cornish pop, for you like rock
you are waiting for the drop, this is cornish pop
This is cornish pop, for you like rock, you are waiting for the drop
You are waiting for the drop
You are waiting for the drop
You are waiting for the drop
(You are waiting for the drop)
[Chorus: Jare]
You make it bang like pop corn
You make it bang like pop corn