
T&BK Ft. Drip Queen.
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- beatboxing
- a cappella
- latin
- reggaeton
- drum and bass
- jungle
- dj mixing
Lyrics
The night’s not ova
It’s a Boom Kitty and the Drip Queen takeova
Lights get lower
Bass get colder
Whole damn city pullin’ closer
The night’s not ova
It’s a Boom Kitty and the Drip Queen takeova
Chrome hearts glow up
Club doors blow up
Everybody wild when the queens show up
Drip Queen slide in with the silver shades
Black lipstick sharp like switchblades
Diamond chain swing when she walk real slow
Whole crowd freeze when the green lights glow
Boom Kitty up in the DJ booth
Drop one beat make the roof uncouth
Bassline dirty with the synthwave grime
Everybody lose their damn mind on time
Neon rain drip down the avenue
Taxi lights blur every shade of blue
Cat ears lit with the ultraviolet shine
Drip Queen laugh, “yeah the whole world mine”
Takeova, takeova
Every speaker blown when we pull up closer
Takeova, takeova
Disco punks dancing on the sofa
Leather boots stomp to the cyber groove
Bodies in the crowd got nothing left to prove
Purple hair flying like a midnight storm
Every heartbeat sync with the speaker swarm
Boom Kitty scratch like the vinyl cursed
808 hit make the veins all burst
Drip Queen spin through the laser smoke
Smile so deadly make the tough boys choke
Bathroom mirror with the lipstick threat
“Party ain’t dead till the sunrise set”
Broken halo hanging over the bar
Street queens glowing like runaway stars
The night’s not ova
Still got glitter in the cup holder
Still got smoke in the blacked-out Rover
Still got chaos on our shoulders
The night’s not ova
Boom Kitty and the Drip Queen takeova
Whole club levitate when the bass roll over
Everybody screaming for another encore-a
Blue sirens flash outside the club
Inside we still going numb
Sweaty silhouettes in the mirrored light
Kissing strangers in the neon night
Drip Queen stand on the speaker stack
Fishnets ripped and her nails jet black
Boom Kitty count down “three-two-one”
Bass drop hit like a loaded gun
Floor shake hard when the kick drum pound
Lost kids dancing face-down on the ground
Disco angels in the alleyway mist
Living one more night they’ll never forget
Takeova, takeova
Cat ear queens with the glamour exposure
Takeova, takeova
This our city now, move over
Sunrise bleed through the purple haze
Still seeing sparks from the laser maze
Boom Kitty grin while the records spin
Drip Queen whisper, “let’s do it again.”
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