MIC Drop (Steve Aoki Remix)

Yeah, someone said my spoon was dirty
I don't care, microphone noise, many gold spoons are lost
Several steaks that are not cooked properly
I'll chew it again and again on a star's evening
World business core
1st place in recruitment sold out
There aren’t many, enjoy this class.
It's a foul to smell something bad
Mic, mic bungee

Mic, mic bungee
Bright light forward
It may have seemed like a mess, but I'm fine, sorry
I'm sorry Billboard
I'm sorry worldwide
I'm sorry that your son is so popular, mom.
Please replace the filial piety you failed to do
There will never be a concert for us
I do it, I do it, you are a tasteless ratatouille
If your stomach hurts, sue me
Sue it

Did you see my bag? (Where?)
Did you see my bag? (Where?)
It's hella trophies
And it's hella thick (hella thick, hella thick)
What you think 'bout that? (Well)
What you think 'bout that? (Well)
I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick)

Come and follow me, follow me, with your signs up
I'm so firin', firin', boy, your time's up
Keep on and runnin' and runnin' until I catch up
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?

Another trophy
My hands carry 'em
Too many that I can't even count 'em
Mic drop, mic drop
Be careful of the outbreak, be careful what you say

Somebody stop me
I'm 'bouta pop off
Too busy, you know
My body ain't satisfied
Mic drop, mic drop
Be careful of the outbreak, be careful what you say

Baby, watch your mouth (mouth)
It come back around ('round)
Once upon a time (time)
We learned how to fly (fly)
Go look at your mirror
Same damn clothes (yeah)
You know how I feel
dog happiness (turn up)
How many hours do we fly?
I keep on dreamin' on the cloud
Yeah, I'm on the mountain
Yeah, I'm on the bay
Everyday we vibin'
Mic drop, bam!

Did you see my bag? (Where?)
Did you see my bag? (Where?)
It's hella trophies
And it's hella thick (hella thick, hella thick)
What you think 'bout that? (Well)
What you think 'bout that? (Well)
I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick)

Come and follow me, follow me with your signs up
I'm so firin', firin', boy, your time's up
Keep on and runnin' and runnin' until I catch up
How dare you?
How dare you?
How dare you?

Another trophy
My hands carry 'em
Too many that I can't even count 'em
Mic drop, mic drop
Be careful of the outbreak, be careful what you say

Somebody stop me
I'm 'bouta pop off
Too busy, you know
My body ain't satisfied
Mic drop, mic drop
Be careful of the outbreak, be careful what you say

Haters gon' hate
Players gon' play
Live a life, man
Good luck

There's nothing more to see, this is my last goodbye
There's nothing to say, don't even apologize
There's nothing more to see, this is my last goodbye
There's nothing to say, don't even apologize

Look carefully, you look like that
We shoot like collage
Your cornea is amazed
Pretty pretty cool, yeah