Chords for Stray Kids Super Bowl Lyrics (Color Coded Lyrics)

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Cookin' up a spoon piece of cake _
Spittin' out the fire, feel the blaze
Takin' over, we don't play by the rules
If you wanna feel alive, [Dm] say the name
Say the name, say the name, [A] boy
Bailo is [D] me, cause mic a filter
Please be kickin' hard to catch a head of filter
Keep your dirty hands off me
I'ma show you just wait and see
No matter the energy, we are the ultimate game
Fresh taste, fresh sight, fresh shit, [Gm] fresh everything
We provide [D] nice, so think that you're [Eb] sexy, come [A] again
Everything you craving, yeah, it's all there
_ Everything you need, [D] yeah, we're so cool
[E] Hell of a line, yeah, I know it's [Ebm] hell to fight
Hell's kitchen, [D] taste and divide
You feel it in your senses
You want it more, throw in your [Ebm] flavors
All the [F] shit's so bustin'
Finger lickin' yowick, who the fuck's that?
I'm the ultimate Michelin heiress
[Dm] Look, I've been mine ever
I make it mine all the time
Finger lickin' [Eb] yowick, cookin' up a super [F] bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, we're irresistible
[D] Feel it, grind, [Eb] say the line
Finger lickin' yowick, who [Dm] the fuck's that?
You know that, bitch, you look like fusion
Take a photo, it's positive, and it'll always resolution
Crawl into [Gm] your pizza, see me cookin' up your tonight
Fuck it up, everybody's [Ab] like a chef
Hot as [Eb] hell, hot!
Ain't no pain, just wait, simple, hey, hey, [D] hey
Hold up, slow down, wake up, rest in, girl, it ain't
Hold up, so much, [Gm] prelude, with this flowing bambi
Can't [D] resist, say you'll finish [Eb] every plate of leftovers
[E] Hell of a line, [Gm] yeah, I know it's hell [Dm] to fight
[E] Hell's kitchen, taste and divide
Feel it [Dm] in your skin, you want it more
[Eb] Feel it in your flavors, all [E] the shit's so [D] bustin'
Finger lickin' yowick, cookin' up a super bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, we're [F] irresistible
[Dm] Feel it, grind, say the [Bb] line
Finger lickin' yowick, who the fuck's that?
Counting stars, I feel the [Gm] light
Open my eyes, and the time is night
Yeah, you know that it's true
Yeah, you know it's all for you
Yeah, [Bb] yeah, do it again, just the way you [Gm] want it
Do it again for today's the call of
If there's [Bb] a drought, never doubt
Cause we're [Gm] clouds, no regrets [C] behind [Am] us
Cherry breeze, [D] picking up a small piece of cake
Finger [F] lickin' yowick, cookin' up a super bowl
In the kitchen, Michelin, we're irresistible
Feel the line, say the line
Make it mine, all [D] that time
Finger lickin' yowick, cookin' up a super bowl
In the [Fm] kitchen, Michelin, [Am] we're [D] irresistible
Feel it, grind, [Bb] say the line
Finger lickin' yowick, cookin' up a super bowl
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