Hot N Cold but beats 2 and 4 are swapped
Original by Katy Perry
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kTHNpusq654
Made with The Beat Machine
https://beatmachine.branchpanic.me/
Lyrics
You chain
Eww, you’re mine, like, mine
A girl chain. Earl, ya closed
Ya lows
Yeah, you pee
You a man, like
Yes a bit , Awa
Itch would know, eh no
And y- OH.
You would think “Oh a”
Ink is be cre-it-cally
I shit pee
And all v-oh a yard’s no good for me-ehh-ehh-aye
Cuz’ you, aye
You’re hot old, yuck
And ya yet know youngs
Then you’re in out, yup!
Innit and you’re out down, Young
Then you’re wrong right, it’s ruined
It’s black white, it’s wicked
The fight out break, yet when we
Killer eights, we m-
Really fume her, YOU, gotta slow
No day, no really funeral, gotta go, I got
You’re hot cold, yuck
And yet you’re no youngs
Then you in, oww yuhhh
Thinning your out done, yuh
Then ya
Used me, the bee, just pee
We’re twins so in stence see
(The ink)
First, EHH, I’m magic now
We are dead, BAD
End hurry, used to be
We run BACK, off the thang, Now ya hang
Ya plant BOMB, painfully, I shooking
Ya know? No.
That you’re on a go herd nut chain-ain-ain, Hey
Cousin, yay!
You’re ha owned, yuck
Then your yeah no one’s
Then ya in out ya
Finland, ya out downed, yunt
Then your Wong write, it’s mooing
It’s back, why? It’s wicket
We find outbreak, yet when weed
Kill her eggs, need m-
Wheelie fewer EWW, wanna slow?
No way! You really funeral. Wanna go? A dot.
Ya hot owned, yuck
Then yeah, you know Youngs?
Then your innards, agugh!
Tining ya out gowns, yuns
Then ya-
No one, some… one.
Tell the doc, “Cummer”
I saw, he came, gotten longer. Put one on.
Harder, cum stool. Monster call Gronger
Nothing getting extraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Aye, AHHHHHH
Change, you your mind
Like mine, ya got change?
Earl just closed. Owes
Cuz’ you
Your ha-old, yuck
Then yeah, you know Yuns?
Then yeah, you’re out young.
Inning yeah your out done, yup
Then your wrong, why? It’s rune-ing
It’s bad, right? It’s wiki-ed
We bike out hate.
Yet when we kill ‘er ate
We make hot old milk
Then yeah you no yuns
Then your in our yard
Winning, then you’re out darred, yunk
Then you’re not right, it’s movin’
It’s bad write, it’s wickin’
You’re right babe, we break killer eggs
Merely tune her Ute
Wanted snow, no dane
You really foon her all.
Tryna go, I got
You’re not old, yuck
Thinning ya know, yuns
Then you’re in out, yah
Inning yeah, I’m knocked down, yuh
Then yeah…
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